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huh yunjin › break-in

TRIGGER WARNING:
[ b&e, attempted burglary ]

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A/N from me of the future : just a preface, y'all... my girl Jennifer is NOT the robber, dammit ✋🏼😭

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It was around five in the morning when you awoke to a loud noise from downstairs. You groaned after being awoken. These past few days have been tiring for you and you wanted nothing more than to be in your girlfriend's arms and just sleep for two days straight.

Snapping out of your thoughts, and still half-asleep, you threw your legs over the side of the bed and wore your slippers, preparing to go downstairs and make sure nothing fell over and broke.

With slow, lazy steps, you ventured down the few steps leading to the downstairs area.

Your blood ran cold and your heart stopped. All signs of drowsiness completely disappeared as you locked eyes with another's, belonging to an intruder standing in the middle of your living room.

Not knowing what to do, and not wanting this person to steal anything from your house, you grabbed the nearest thing around you, which happened to be a lamp, and held it in front of you defensively. Your phone was in your back pocket, but you figured that you should protect yourself first, call the cops later.

There was a tense silence for a few seconds as you and the intruder shared eye contact. Then, they pulled out a knife. Your breath hitched as they came at you. You shrieked and clumsily threw yourself out of the way, clutching the lamp to your chest tightly.

The intruder once again charged at you. This time, you didn't run away. You gulped, swallowing down the lump in your throat as you gathered up a small amount of courage. When the intruder was finally almost to you, you raised the lamp high in the air, and then mercilessly brought it down on the intruder's head.

They fell to the floor, thankfully unconscious.

Unfortunately for you, you looked down when you felt a stinging pain in your side. There, in your stomach, was a knife sunk deeply into the skin. You let out a shaky breath and fell to the floor as tears streamed down your face. The pain was awful.

Through the tears, and with great struggle, you pulled out your phone and dialed 911.

"911, what's your emergency?" Was the first thing that rang in your ears. You almost let out a cry of relief, biting your lip to contain the sobs from escaping your mouth.

"Help- Help me! Please. Someone broke i-into my house and I tried to defend myself but I- I got stabbed! I l-live at 7391 Sserafim Lane. Please!" You cried. "Please, help me!"

The operator immediately responded. "Ok, don't worry, ma'am, help is on the way. Is the intruder still in the house with you?" She asked. You sucked in a deep breath as you pressed down on your wound. "Y-Yes. But they're unconscious. Please help." You pleaded. The operator assured you that help would be there as soon as possible, only minutes away.

Those minutes felt like hours. By the time you heard the sirens, your eyes were tired from keeping an eye on the unconscious criminal, and they were fighting to fall shut and stay that way.

You heard the door being slammed open, and then a trio of police officers, accompanied by paramedics, entered. You heard them hurry into the living room.

While two of the officers handcuffed and lifted the criminal, the other crouched down next to you with the paramedics right by his side. The paramedics immediately got you situated on a stretcher, carrying you out of your house afterwards.

While being carried to the ambulance, through your blurring vision, you saw a figure run up to you and the medical workers.

"Baby!" A voice cried out as soon as they reached you. You tried your best to focus on her face, but everything was getting blurry, and your eyelids felt heavy.

"Baby, keep your eyes open for me. There we go, you're doing so good, my love." Yunjin whispered, placing her hand on your cheek. She didn't let go. The paramedics shut the door of the ambulance and then took off, while the two paramedics in the back with you began to tend to you. Yunjin kept a firm grip on your hand, whispering sweet things to you to distract from the pain.

"Please hang on for me, Y/N...

Please."