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THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

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FULL STORIES ; 03

(All stories originate from my Wattpad account, therefore are already written but are being revised to put on here.)

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Zuri and her best friend, Danielle fall in love with Jung Wooyoung at the same time. All the conflict and drama avoided came pouring down when the boy made his choice between the two.

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TEASER || 3/19/25

01 - PARTY || 3/31/25

02 - APOLOGY || 4/11/25

03 - THE CALM B4 THE STORM || coming soon!

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Kim Hongjoong, who produces for his own group, is having trouble brainstorming. A fellow idol tells him about the rumor of a genie-angel, residing in a national park.

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Salacia and Riki end up trapped on ATEEZ’s ship, this encounter being the trigger of their story. The pirates and mermaids end up unable to escape each other.

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TEASER || 3/18/25

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SERIES/DRABBLES ; 02

(None on Wattpad.)

ANITEEZ

Kenya, determined to escape all of the trouble surrounding her, begins a new life. She was an adult, so she finally decided to take control of herself. She moved into a new apartment, immediately busying herself with work. Although unplanned, she ended up allowing eight hybrids into her home.

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GUARD DOGS

Kiki’s father, tied up in the same gangster business as his own parents, has a priority to keep his little girl away from it all. To break this ‘generational trauma’ he buys eight dogs to guard her and their home.

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ONE SHOTS ; 02

(All on Wattpad, also based off of songs.)

PEACH EYES || coming soon!

Kang Yeosang, stressed out with his mind disoriented, runs into a fairy who lived near the tree where he always emptied his mind.

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Jung Wooyoung, full of regret, runs into the girl he was forced to abandon as children.

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*Ring, ring, ring!*

Awakened by unfamiliar ringing and a beaming light, she groaned and covered her eyes. She was confused, she had curtains that blocked out the sun, so there’s no reason why she’s being blinded by it. Also, her alarm didn’t sound anywhere close to that and she made sure to turn it off the day before, so something like this wouldn’t happen.

As she gained her senses back and started turning towards the source of the noise, she felt an arm underneath her head instead of a pillow. She soon saw that owner was a shirtless Wooyoung, who laid right beside her. He was on his back, his other hand on his stomach. He had his eyes closed, she thought he was asleep until his arm reached out to turn off the alarm. Once he completed his task, he let out a deep sigh and turned his body to wrap completely around her.

He finally opened his eyes, sighing once they made eye contact. “Did the alarm wake you? Sorry.” His voice was soft and slightly raspy, a difference of how loud he usually spoke.

“It’s okay.” She responded, a small smile brought to her face as she remembered the events of the night. They splashed around in the pool for a while with the rest of the group, until everyone eventually went home and she fell asleep between him and San on the couch after tidying up the place. She didn’t mind how she was in Wooyoung’s bed, but what she wanted to know was who was it that changed her clothes. She only had an oversized hoodie, not even a bra, and oversized pants. She had panties with that though, luckily. The last thing she remembered wearing was her previous clothes over her damp bathing suit.

She had plans on going back home to shower properly, before succumbing to the exhaustion. Which meant, someone changed her into proper clothes. It was just a mystery of who, and whether she really minded or not.

She was closest with San, who she’d always been the most honest with. He was like family, an older brother to her. She wasn’t even as trusting of Danielle as she was with San. They’d talked about, and even did some things that best friends would not. However, it never broke their bond, only strengthened it. She met him in freshman year, where he got through to her and broke down her walls, even being popular. She’d always hated the popular kids, including the girls. Especially when they only talked to her, quiet and ‘weird’ as a joke, which was what she thought San was doing. So, she ignored him as much as possible, hoping to not make the same mistake she’d made before. She didn’t mean to let her guard down so much.

Wooyoung, she had a fat crush on him. She couldn’t escape it, no matter how desperately she tried to. No matter how much she pushed it away, he always found a way to get her flustered. Even with his non-flattering tendency to mess around with random girls. Even with the warnings from Danielle before she started liking him too. Even after she tried to stop liking him for her best friend, even though she liked him before Danielle did. Being a hopeless romantic, she couldn’t help but fall for his constant flirty antics. She couldn’t determine whether he was also doing that to her as a joke, or whether she was only flattered because of loneliness. So, she wanted to let Danielle have him so she wouldn’t become a victim of his behavior, or her own feelings. Danielle knew how to handle it.

Those two were the only ones who she trusted to change her clothes like that. They have both seen her either shirtless or with no pants, but never completely naked. They hung out at her house often. She had a bit of trust in Seonghwa even without having a strong relationship, him being the oldest, therefore the most mature. The rest, she wouldn’t feel comfortable with changing her clothes.

Almost as if he could read her mind, Wooyoung mumbled, “San changed your clothes, by the way. Didn’t want you to sleep in your bathing suit.”

She was about to respond, but a vibration on her phone distracted her. She turned to grab it. It was San, asking if he could come over in a few minutes. As she typed to give her an hour so she could shower, she received three messages from Danielle. She ignored them. It would be hard talking to her after what she did.

“So.. what are we?” Wooyoung asked, making her mind go blank. She was so worried about how her two best friends would react, she had completely forgot he was there glued to her back.

“Uh.. I.. I don’t know.. I wasn’t even supposed to be doing that..” She mumbled, thoughts of San and Danielle piling up in her mind. She could tell they were upset, rightfully so. She felt like she betrayed them. She felt horrible about it. They’d been there for her at her worst, but she did that to them. “I.. I didn’t..” She was spiraling so much, not even realizing that tears were falling until he wiped them. He swiped his thumb under her eye before tucking her head underneath his chin. He held her silently as she shook, holding back his words.

He didn’t want to tell her she was overthinking, even if she definitely was. She didn’t want to tell her that Danielle possibly didn’t truly like him, if Zuri needed to talk and do all the work for her. He just comforted her, whispering small ‘it’s okay’s and pressing small kiss to her forehead. To his surprise, she had fallen back asleep. Also to his surprise, he was actually careful with his words and actions around her. Previously, he never cared, whether it was a girl or boy, he said whatever came to mind and took it back if he really needed to. He was blunt, telling whoever it was the truth and to deal with it. With her, he wasn’t even telling her that she wasn’t fully guilty. He would’ve tried to get in her pants to ‘take her mind off of everything’ by now. Yet he was rubbing her back in circles and wiping her tears. It was all so different, so wrong when he was with her.

He watched her calm and peaceful state for a moment before he’d fallen asleep himself. Her soft breathing and warm body was enough to lull him to sleep just as his comforting touch did for her.

He woke up for the second time a few hours later, admiring her face. He liked the curves of her face, how plump her lips looked, and how long her lashes were. Even without makeup, she was so pretty. Even when she was now peering up at him, awake.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence and deep gazes, she finally sat up. “I should go..” She moved to sit on the edge of the bed, stretching before letting her feet meet the floor.

“Stay for a while, baby..” He locked his arms around her waist, tugging her back and onto his lap before she could even take two steps. His voice was whiny. It seemed that the second nap refreshed them both, especially for it being nine in the morning. The sluggishness usually never wore off until noon.

“No, I have stuff to do..” She said, her voice becoming a bit whiny herself, “I need to check on Boo, do my hair, see San and Dani..” She rambled while trying to wring herself out of his grasp. She always got so shy whenever he did these types of things, but it only encouraged him further. He held her for a bit longer, liking to feel her squirm before letting go. He didn’t fail to catch how she stayed there for a moment after.

She stood, just for the shorts to nearly fall off of her hips, making her look like she was sagging. She heard a chuckle behind her, Wooyoung trying to hold them up. “Don’t laugh at me..” He didn’t have to tell her to give up before she let them fall, stepping out of them casually. She didn’t mind only having panties on, the hoodie was big enough to cover her. He passed her the other clothes from off of the chair, folded neatly. When she took them, he pressed a sudden teasing kiss to her lips, making her flinch away. He kept pecking her lips, enjoying the squeaks she was letting out while trying to get away. He let her escape out the front door, following right behind.

She grabbed her keys, unlocking her front door as quickly as possible to avoid being seen by anyone. He stood behind her, supposedly protecting her, even though he had his whole front pressed against her backside. His hands were on her hips, apparently trying to hold the hoodie down even though she could tell what his true intentions were.

Once she finally got the door open, she quickly bent down and grabbed her black cat, Boo, and shoved her in his face. Boo naturally pawed at his face, scratching him lightly. He hissed at her playfully when she let the cat go. She always thought Wooyoung was secretly a cat, one resembling Boo, maybe even a long lost sibling. He followed her to her room, the two lounging there for a moment before she decided to take a quick shower. Knowing she had to go out, she decided her hair could wait until the next day.

She returned to her room after showering to find Wooyoung still there, petting her cat absentmindedly while scrolling through his phone. He left once she got her clothes on, meeting her outside the door with hugs and kisses. He was literally next door, but he still deemed it necessary, as if she was about to go to war. It was like a good luck with talking to the two who she felt she betrayed.

She quickly searched for the contact whose location she knew by heart, Choi San’s. She felt bad for making him wait so long, it was already 10am and she only asked him to give her until 8am. Pressing on the button to video call, she waited for him to answer. He answered by the second ring. He was lying in his bed, a white tank top covering his chest. “Hello?”

“Hi, Sannie..” She mumbled, propping up her phone so he could see her. She knew he was big on eye contact, or at least being able to see her face. “.. What’s up?” She tried not to sound awkward or nervous, knowing exactly what he was about to bring up.

“How are you? Tired?” He wanted to check up on her first, to make sure he wouldn’t bring it up while she was in a bad mood. She had a sensitive heart, something San already knew and Wooyoung witnessed himself a few hours prior.

She took a moment to answer, a spoonful of yogurt being placed in her mouth. “Not really, I slept for a little longer.. That’s why I didn’t call earlier..”

“Hm. So I’m gonna workout soon, so I’ll just talk to you now.” San paused, suddenly sounding like he was waiting to bring up the topic. “With Wooyoung last night.. what was that? You.. definitely weren’t asking about Danielle.”

“It was.. I just..” She mumbled, subconsciously removing herself from the camera. She stepped off to the side a bit, leaning over so he couldn’t see her face. She always struggled with confrontation and things like this, so he was patient with her. He knew she wasn’t the type of person to blatantly steal her friends’ crush like that, so he knew she was hiding something from him. “I-I didn’t mean it, San.. I’ve just.. liked him for so long..”

“Show yourself, Zuri.” San murmured as she paused. She complied, stepping into the camera. He could see the sad look on her face.

“A-And Wooyoung told that he likes me too, so I just let him.. I-I liked him before Dani, but I wanted her to have him, I really did, San.. I-“ She rambled, San interrupting before she could start spiraling, repeating herself more than she was now.

“I’m not mad that you like him, but why didn’t you tell us? Especially when Danielle told us that she did. You know we would’ve laughed it off, right?” He said, almost sounding hurt. She knew that he was big on loyalty, she felt like such a bad person. He was upset with their relationship, but it wasn’t her decision that pissed him off.

“I.. didn’t mean it like that.. I thought you would’ve made fun of me..”

“Why? Why would we have made fun of you? Tell me, Zuri.” He pressed, wanting to know what she would say. He knew what she was about to say, he always had to talk her out of things like this.

She bit her lip, feeling that familiar stinging feeling in her eyes and chest once again. “He’s just out of my league.. He’s so popular and talkative, and your best friend, but I just-“

He interrupted her once again, “Zuri, you do realize I’m the same as him, right? You do know that you’re my best friend? Zuri? We are your best friends?” He sounded annoyed, he was now sitting up in his bed. He hated when she acted like this, like she wasn’t worthy of talking to them. She nodded, looking down at her discarded yogurt sitting on the counter. “So what makes you think you aren’t allowed to crush on him? The only thing different from me is that I don’t go around fuc-“ He caught himself before his voice could get too loud, knowing that she was still thinking he was upset with her. He just wished she had more self-worth, and Wooyoung listened for once.

Although she did warm up to the group, he knew she still felt deep inside that they were just ‘trying out the quiet girl.’ He knew she felt like she was crossing the limits liking his best friend, but he actually found it entertaining and cute. Wooyoung had always been trying, so San liked how she was finally loosening up.

They both seemed to take a deep breath, before San broke the brief silence that built between them. “I’ll call you back later. I don’t want to say anything mean.” She hummed, nodding. “Love you?” He murmured, making sure she knew he wasn’t angry with her.

“Love you too.” She said, watching him wave at her before ending the call.

After a bit of playing with her yogurt and eating it, she grabbed a few supplies and headed to her room. She wanted to at least take her braids out before seeing Danielle.

After a long time of an annoying cat, arms and back aching, and hair in every direction she finally began to get dressed. She threw her hair in a slick-back bun, putting on a simple outfit so she could meet Danielle out at the mall. They always met up there to walk around, eat, and pick up random things they would not actually buy. It was something they always did, whether if it was a while after seeing each other or on a random day.

Just as she put her shoes on and grabbed her keys, she got a text from Wooyoung.

woo(do not respond) ; did yu talk to san?

zurii💕 ; yup

zurii💕 ; he’s kinda mad tho

woo(do not respond) ; dw i’m sure he’ll b fine later

woo(do not respond) ; if not i’ll talk to him

zurii💕 ; thank u

woo(do not respond) ; anything for u ml

She left the house, leaving and walking to the mall. It wasn’t far from her house, so she was fine with the transportation type.

Once she made it there, she saw Danielle standing at the entrance. She was staring down at her phone. unaware of her presence yet. She didn’t look up until Zuri stood in front of her. “Zuri!” Danielle dragged the yell out, hugging her tightly, rocking back and forth and all. Even though she felt incredibly guilty and nervous, she was still able to return the greeting.

“How was it?” Danielle had left for a week, over the whole break. There was now just a day before they had to go back to school. Walking into the mall, the duo got lost in conversation about Dani’s trip. Zuri didn’t feel tense at all, until she mentioned the incident that occurred the night before once they sat with their food.

“So, at the party, I heard you kissed Wooyoung?” She said suddenly, taking a sip from her drink.

“Oh-“ Zuri nearly choked on her food.

“What was that about?”

Zuri took a deep breath before answering, staring down at the table they sat at. “I’m sorry.. I.. I didn’t mean it like that, I just-“ She thought it would’ve been easier to get it out, as she did it with San when the sun was still up. However, Danielle kept interrupting, sounding infuriated.

“How the hell did you mean it, then?”

“I’ve liked him since we were freshman, Dani. And he-“

“But I like him too, I told you that.” Danielle wasn’t giving her a chance to speak. It was something Zuri had always hated. She hated it before meeting her, and she hated it even more now that it was Danielle doing it. Danielle was too sensitive, she got angry with the smallest things, and her anger escalated way too quickly.

“I know. I wanted to let you have him, but-“

“So why the fuck?-“

“Danielle, please. Let me speak.” She stopped her, irritated with the interruptions. Her voice was shaky as she continued. “He was the one who kissed me, Dani. He wants me too, so I can’t just.. You know how hard it is for me to find someone…” She trailed off, a habit she had. Her voice and stature got smaller, until she was speaking like a mouse and hunched over the table.

Danielle went silent for a moment, her expression softening just for a minute. “Well, why didn’t you tell me when you first started liking him? Aren’t we best friends?”

“I didn’t think he would go good with me.. And he’s San’s best friend..”

“Did you really hurt San too?” Danielle said, sounding distraught.

“N-No, he’s fine..” She mumbled, feeling like a villain. Danielle saw it as if Zuri’s whole plan was to hurt the two, her best friends who she wouldn’t trade for anything.

A long silence enveloped the table.

“Is he at least treating you well? I couldn’t believe if you hurt us just for a bad boyfriend. I told you about him, didn’t I? Didn’t we walk in on him with some random girl? You want to be some side bitch?” Danielle rambled on, her voice going from hurt to angry again. She took small pauses, yet Zuri stayed silent.

“No.. He’s not even like that..” Danielle was barely able to hear the last words she said with how quietly she mumbled it. Zuri knew her own words were wrong.

“Fine. Damn.” Danielle huffed, going back to eating her food. Zuri barely touched hers, taking small, occasional bites while staring out into the abyss.

“Let’s go.” Danielle said sternly after she finished, not even waiting for Zuri. She simply grabbed both plates and drinks, even with Zuri’s food tray and milkshake cup still almost full. Zuri had no choice but to follow. They split up at the exit, not even bidding each other goodbye.

As she walked, she was so caught up in her guilt that she didn’t even hear the footsteps behind her. The sun was no longer giving her safety, the only available light coming from the weak streetlights and few bright rooms in the tall apartment buildings she walked by. It was pitch black, she could hardly see ahead of her at the corners in which the lights struggled to reach. She was zoned out, everything tuned out until she nearly bumped into a hard surface. “Excuse me, pretty girl, are you taken?”

“Um.. yea, I..” She trailed off, still in the battle of her emotions. Her mind was brought back to the present moment, noting the alleyway next to her and the other man coming to her side, running his hands through her bun, as if he were fluffing it out. She took a step back with his words.

“You’re beautiful, you have a lot of hair.” The second guy said, but before she could even react there was another pair of hands massaging her shoulders and a new voice.

“Let me take you to a restaurant, baby. Why you look sad?” He said, she could hear the smirk in his voice. She realized the situation she was in— she was surrounded by three men, in the dark, next to an alleyway.

“N-No, I’m okay.. I don’t want to..” She mumbled, squeezing her way through two of them. They only followed, their voices getting more insistent.

“Give me your purse, bitch-“ One of them tried snatching her bag, but she began to flail and yell, feeling overwhelmed and crowded. She had too many hands belonging to unknown men on her at once.

A new, thankfully familiar voice was heard behind her, making the four look towards him. She saw Yunho, who said a name which she assumed belonged to one of the guys harassing her. After a brief stare down and a drifting hand towards Yunho’s belt, she was released.

The men shoved her towards him, making her crash into his chest. He put a hand on the nape of her neck, running his hand down to her back and then back up as he waited for them to leave. Once he was sure, he took a step back and she looked up at him. She had to crane her neck, only as tall as his chest. “You alright?” He asked, his hand finding her chin to inspect her face for any bruises.

During his small inspection, she murmured, “No.. thank you for saving me.” She spoke quietly, the tightness in her heart still present from the day’s events.

“Let’s go.” He put a hand on her back, leading her away the alleyway and towards a motorcycle. He didn’t waste any time helping her on and revving it up. He didn’t want to stick around in that area for too long. She had questions running through her mind. She didn’t remember him ever mentioning a motorcycle. “Take this, you’ll get cold while we’re riding.” He said, giving her his hoodie before starting to drive. She noticed that he took some small packets from his pocket and transferred them to his cargo pants, but she didn’t question it.

“Yunho..?” She whispered, wrapping her arms around his waist. He hummed, prompting her to continue. “Since when did you have a motorcycle?”

“I got it.. maybe last year?” He said, his voice soft as the wind blew against them. She was happy she had the hoodie, she could feel the breeze against her legs and face. Zuri had tried conversing to get her mind off of everything, but to no avail as she felt tears stinging her eyes. She buried her face in his back, controlling her breathing the best she could.

He could feel the tears dampening small patches on his shirt, but he kept his mouth shut. He already knew the reason why she was crying, but he wasn’t directly involved in the matter so he didn’t say anything to her. He did know she needed comfort, though. Once they reached a red light, he asked in a quiet, soft voice, “Want to go to San’s?” Feeling the girl shake her head and hearing her struggle to get her words out, he already knew which turn to make.

“N-No..” She said in a feeble, hoarse voice. She didn’t want to disturb him after what she did. She usually did show up on random nights, as he did to her, but she felt too full of guilt and pain.

Once they made it to her apartment building, he took a moment before stepping off to make sure she could compose herself. He knew that she wouldn’t want him to see her crying in the way she was. He held his hand for her, helping her step off of the bike. He walked her all the way to her door, staying next to her like a bodyguard. He didn’t miss her small glances at Wooyoung’s door as she played with her keys. He didn’t say a word to her until she unlocked her door. He pulled her head into his chest, hugging her gently. “Don’t be outside at night, you need to stay safe.” His voice wasn’t scolding, but firm. She nodded, holding the very needed embrace for a while. Yunho stayed until she pulled away, staying outside of her door for a moment before knocking on Wooyoung’s door. Zuri was tempted to talk to Wooyoung herself, but she decided to wait until morning.

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TAGS ; hongjoong is a squirrel, angst - comfort, mentions of losing home, hurricane/storm, might be a bit messy at the beginning but it comes together trustt

Kenya was fresh in her new home, just an hour away from her parents when a hurricane decided to emerge and begin its path towards her city. She didn’t have a single speck of salvageable food in her house. It had barely been a full week since she moved in, she was still unpacking and the job she applied for hadn’t responded yet. The neighbors were friendly and loved her, so she had some small snacks and a cake from the little welcome party they held. She lived off of that during the small unpacking break she gave herself. For meals, she had been getting takeout for the past few days. To make matters worse, the television hadn’t arrived yet, so she never got the three day notice. If it weren’t for one of her neighbors alerting her, she would’ve been outside just as it passed by. If this hurricane was as bad as the last, she was doomed because of how underprepared she was. She would either lose her home, becoming broke and lonely or go back to where she was born. There was no way she would be going back to the controlling home she just escaped from.

Hongjoong had known the hurricane was on its way a few days before the rest of the humans did, even from his spot in the tree in front of Kenya’s new home. The problem, was that he had nowhere to go. He didn’t want to be dragged far, far away by the wind again, but he wasn’t about to try and get into a shelter far, far away from the tree. Not when he was so close to finding his parents. He usually stayed with the nice, old couple who resided in the house in front of his tree. However, the day that young adults, who he could guess were relatives, started coming over to clear out the home, he knew what would happen. They got inside a car and never returned, but not before bidding him adieu with rubs and snacks. Those were the only nice humans he met. The rest of them either stared at him unsettlingly, called him ‘sandy cheeks’, tried to catch him, or tried to chase him away. So, he didn’t like to approach humans that much.

He was going to keep his peace and avoid her as well, until one particular day. She had received a crate of strawberries from a neighbor who ‘didn’t have enough space in her fridge’, and she took them inside. That neighbor was the one who notified her about the incoming danger. The lady had offered her a safer place to stay, but the girl refused. He thought that it would be his last time seeing her from so close for the day, but she came back out with one in her hand. She had noticed the red squirrel looking from the top of the tree and wanted to try and feed him. If it was possible, maybe even bring him into her house. She didn’t want him to be swept away by the ferocious winds or struck by the flashing lightning. Even though as a child she was scolded for being friendly with animals, she wanted to at least try. She was told that sometimes, the animals could be hybrids and that those things are creeps. She didn’t believe any of their words, it only spurred her on to try and find one rather than adopting. Now, with those words, she wanted to allow him in even more in the case that he was human.

That day, she walked outside with a strawberry in her hand. She saw the squirrel about to climb up the tree, staring at her cautiously as she approached. To get it to put its guard down, she crouched down to give herself a smaller stature. She took baby steps, slow and tiny until his tail was twitching and she crouched right in front of him. Holding out the strawberry to him, murmuring, “Here,” she watched as the critter hastily took the strawberry and scurried back to the tree. That was Hongjoong’s first time having something sweet in a while. He watched as she smiled softly, ensuring that the cute squirrel ate the strawberry before heading back inside. She would use that as her tactic. She was always warned to never feed animals, or else they’ll be attached to her. However, now she wanted that outcome.

The interaction both worked in her favor, and it made him feel more comfortable with the plan he was about to attempt.

An hour after he watched her leave the house, the girl returned with her car door open, bringing in bags of groceries. He knew that she was preparing for the hurricane that would occur iim nearly six hours. She had a few cases of bottled waters left in her car, which she was struggling to carry and bring inside. Her body was already sore from all the unpacking and traveling back and forth, which made it no easier. As he saw her heaving, trudging back out to grab the second case, he emerged from behind the tree trunk and stood in front of her. She paused seeing the squirrel staring up at her, tail twitching.

After she blinked, a young man with dull, red hair and wide eyes was peering at her. He was about an inch taller than her, and she couldn’t miss the tiny ears on his head or the huge, puffy tail behind him. He opened his mouth, closed it again in hesitation, opened it again and spoke. “D-Do you n-need help?”

Seeing the way she stared at him, mumbling, “Uh..”, he was about to retrace his tracks and die of embarrassment, but she finally responded. Shaking off the shock she felt, she gave a nod and a hum. Some people owned hybrids, but she had never talked to one personally. She hadn’t really seen one, other than the police dogs that visited her school years ago. The squirrel-man instantly went to work, grabbing the case of waters and heading inside to find where she placed the other. He was internally scolding himself for doing it so awkwardly.

Once her car was empty, before he could execute his plan she did it for him. “Do you have a home? Do you need to stay with me during the hurricane..?” She decided to take the chance and ask while she could.

“Yes..” He mumbled, happy she offered first so he wouldn’t have to ask. He knew that squirrel hybrids were uncommon, so he didn’t want to seem weird. As she led him into her house, he spoke timidly. “T-Thank you for the strawberry earlier…”

She smiled, taking one out the container she was moving out of the fridge. She gave it to him. “You’re welcome. Make sure you wash it off.” He went straight to the sink to run it under the water. After a few brief seconds, he shoved the whole thing in his mouth, leaves and all. She chuckled at the sight. “You can have one any time you want.” He stood there fiddling with his fingers as she filled the fridge and cabinets with necessities. When she stood and began walking, he trailed behind her as well.

She went to the windows to close the shutters, and he spoke as he looked at the tree he spent most of his day burrowed inside of. “Thank you so much for letting me stay.. I’ll sleep out here, and I’ll be good, I swear..” He knew that some, if not, all humans doubted hybrids like him. They only trusted cats and dogs, yet barely even those species.

“Make yourself comfortable... Did I get your name?” She questioned, appreciating how he wasn’t going to try anything. She didn’t think he would be so ill-spirited even after the little snacks she gave him anyways.

“Hongjoong… Yours?” He watched as she went into a nearby bag, fishing out a laptop.

“Kenya. Is there anything you want to do..? Sorry, but I don’t have a TV yet.” She trailed off. She would’ve offered him her laptop to watch something, but she couldn’t trust a stranger with access to such sensitive information. Even if she watched it with him, she had plans on taking a shower so she really had no idea what to offer him during his stay. She was freshly an adult in her own house, so she was new to having guests over.

“Not really, I was planning on napping during the hurricane..” He said, hoping his body would go along with that plan. He could sleep for over half a day if he was tired enough, so he deliberately stayed up during the last few nights. If he went to sleep now and entered that deep sleep, it would be nearly impossible for the thunder to stir him awake. He felt rude for invading her house just to completely ignore her, but she didn’t seem to mind. They were technically neighbors, so he had many chances to speak to her anyways.

“Oh, okay. I had the same idea.” She said, continuing with, “Let me know if you need anything..” She trailed off as her feet took her towards the stairs. She took a quick trip to grab him a cover and pillow, before she notified him of the location of the bathroom and finally got comfortable in her bed. Before she fell asleep, she did hear him getting up and meddling in the kitchen. Her ears told her he was going to get strawberries, possibly to help him fall asleep.

The house finally settled down, the hurricane quietly beginning its course. During the night, she was awakened by the sound and feeling of light shuffling and quiet sniffles and hiccups. Alongside that, the fierce winds, aggressive thunder, and pattering rain of a hurricane. She felt a new body underneath her covers, trembling violently. She took a moment to recover from her sleepy state, the sound of thunder and rain about to lull her back to sleep. It was all comforting to her, but it seemed the opposite for the squirrel behind her. She turned towards him, his head lifting as he muttered small apologies. “I-I’m sorry, I’ll.. I’ll go back.. I-I just..”

She stopped him before he could leave, lightly placing a hand on his shivering shoulder. She didn’t want him to leave just yet. She knew that some people had anxiety with storms like this, and she wasn’t upset with that. He could see the worry etched in her face clearly, yet she could barely see her own hand in the darkness of the room. “Is everything okay?” Her voice came out, gentle and slightly raspy with sleep.

“Y-Yes.. I-I just.. don’t like the storm.. I don’t want to be alone..” He stuttered, his voice high with small sobs in between his words. He mumbled the last words. She cupped his cheek with one hand, wiping his tears softly. With the other, she lightly combed his hair out of his face. She hoped it was comforting him. She wasn’t used to being around hybrids.

“It’s okay.. I won’t leave you alone.. Nothing will happen..” She whispered, cradling his head in her arms. He buried his face in her chest. She had could guess what happened to make him so panicked in a situation like this, due to her observations. She was tempted to ask and confirm, but she kept her mouth shut. He would be the one to decide whether or not to tell her.

He sobbed for a bit longer, before the noises were reduced to sniffles and slow breathing. She had fallen back asleep herself, yet he didn’t even notice because he was content with just her presence. He had been alone for so long, he forgot how it felt to be cared for. The two slept in the bed peacefully until the morning, when the hurricane had passed by their area. It was still raining a bit, but it had moved into the next city.

She woke up before he did, untangling herself from his limbs and going straight to the restroom. He had started clinging to her body as he slept, instead of just a light hug. After she finished her business in the bathroom, she decided it wouldn’t harm to take a quick shower. As she grabbed her clothes, she saw that he didn’t stir after she unintentionally closed the drawers roughly. She didn’t think he would be awake for a while. She never saw him outside his tree at this hour, so she concluded that he slept for long hours of the day.

After cleaning herself, she visited the room again to find him laid on his back, eyes open. He turned when she entered, staring at her for a moment before waving.

“Morning.” She murmured in response. “I’m going to cook breakfast. Is french toast okay?”

“Mhm.” He hummed. A minute and a trip to the bathroom later, the squirrel had joined the girl in the kitchen. He watched as she cooked, flipping the bread on the pan onto the other side.

“Sorry about last night..” He started, feeling the need to apologize. Even though she was completely inviting, allowing him to stay without a problem, he still felt like he was invading her quiet life.

“Don’t worry, it’s fine. I know that animals can hate storms, and just loud noises in general.” She reassured him, placing the bread on a plate. She never had a pet herself, but she recalled friends telling her how terrified their dogs are whenever it’s a holiday that involves fireworks. She placed another slice of bread on the pan, letting it cook as she talked to him.

“Thank you.. It’s just.. I lost my family during the last hurricane a few months ago… ” He started, staring blankly at the french toast as she decorated it with whipped cream and strawberries. He was used to explaining this to other animals, hoping they’d seen them somewhere. “Our tree fell down, and the winds and flood took me..” He took a breath, “I haven’t seen them since.”

“Do you want me to help you find them..?” She asked hesitantly. She didn’t know if he would take that in the wrong way, she hoped not.

He watched as she flipped the bread around, “Would you really?” He didn’t think that a human would really have the time or patience to be searching for three little squirrels.

“Yes. I need the company, anyway. Also, you seem to know the area better so a tour guide wouldn’t be too bad.” She joked, winking as she handed him the french toast.

“Thank you, I really appreciate it. And for the food too, thank you.” He stuttered, taking the food happily. He was so excited to indulge in this plate. He never tasted whipped cream before. He could only stare at the desserts through the windows of the cafes he passed by. “I think.. I’ll go back to the tree when I finish.. Just let me know when you have time to go.”

“I will, and don’t worry. You’re free to come over anytime if you need anything.” She said while adding her own toppings onto her french toast. She smiled at first out of politeness, but it became genuine when she realized how easily she made a new friend, especially for a hybrid. It told her that she would be fine in this new neighborhood.

While eating, she learned that Hongjoong had been living, searching, and exploring in the area for about a year, so he knew the place pretty well. That meant that while searching for his family, he could also be giving her a tour of the city. With this knowledge, the two made the decision to start off sooner, the next day.

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