Thread by @fuhrermochi

(#2ha threafic below) (CW: suicidal thoughts & dubcon)

Just thinking of how a depressed, lonely and suicidal Chu Wanning wouldn't mind getting stalked, molested, fucked and then kidnapped and atticwifed.

And since it's Mo Ran he'd just speedrun that stockholm syndrome LMAO 😭

Chu Wanning throws away his phone.

The trip to the famed 'suicide forest' wasn't entirely unpleasant. It was cold but nature was beautiful even when it was dark.

On the train, he thinks about how he's going to take his own life.

Suddenly, he felt a stranger's hand on him.

At first he was reflexively indignant but a soon after he stopped tensing angrily.

It's no use getting angry now.

Chu Wanning stayed still. He felt the stranger's hand begin to move lower--getting bolder.

Chu Wanning ignored it all.

Whatever. He's going to die soon anyways.

His stop is next. What's the use of making a fuss now? Even if this stranger were to kidnap him, Chu Wanning's too exhausted to think much of it. And if this man intends to kill him, better yet.

Chu Wanning is tired. Mind and body.

It's fine though. It's of no one's concern.

Chu Wanning did not believe this man would actually go further than molesting him, thinking the stranger only found him passable to touch because he wasn't looking at his face.

He's too ugly. An old thing pushing 40 who never had a relationship in his life.

No one will miss him

Maybe his student Xue Meng will for a bit but he'll share a few concerns with his other student Shi Mei and talk about it for a bit before they both move on with their own lives.

Chu Wanning sighs. It's for the best.

The hand starts travelling from his back to his navel.

The hard front of the stranger's body presses onto his back. Chu Wanning didn't fight it. He slowly leans to the touch.

"Such a slut," the stranger said, licking the shell of his ear.

He shivers.

Indeed.

It was only then that Chu Wanning realized.. it felt nice.

He never knew that it could feel this nice.
The touch warm and even when it's a little rough and painful, Chu Wanning wasn't bothered. He found it comforting, even. Oh god. Maybe he's just /that/ touch starved.

Embarassing.

The night is cold and it just.. feels nice to be held.

In the depths of his mind, Chu Wanning curses himself.

This is wrong. This is indecent. But he still couldn't bring himself to care.

Instead, when the man presses his hard on against his ass, Chu Wanning presses back.

Chu Wanning notes with mild alarm that his molester has

a broad chest and- ahem.. an absolute unit.
Chu Wanning blushes, positively /horrified/ at his own indecent thoughts. This man is molesting him!
But.. is it really when he likes it so much?

"Baobei is so eager.."

Chu Wanning closes his eyes and pretended he didnt hear. Ashamed.

That was when the power in the train was suddenly cut and the train came to a halt soon after. Chu Wanning wobbled before he was steadied by the stranger.

".. Thank you." Chu Wanning said, wincing.

It was dark so even now when they're facing each other he could not see his face

He heard a chuckle and felt soft warm lips pressed gently on his forehead.

"Wanning doesn't need to thank me. I'll always care for what's mine."

Chu Wanning blinked in the dark.

"You... how?" how does this man know his name?!

He was about to yell a barrage of questions when

the soft lips were pressed to his own. All protests died as Chu Wanning's eyes returns to being half lidded.

Tired. He's still tired.

The man was still touching him. One hand massaging him comfortingly on his back and the other fondling his ass roughly.

"Shh.. it's okay."

It felt nice and humiliating and Chu Wanning's mind is too muddled he could cry.

This man is so gentle.

But still this is..

He tells himself to relax. This is fine. Everything's fine.

No one cares. Chu Wanning can just enjoy this.

The stranger's hands travelled up his skirt.

In the past few months he already had a feeling someone was watching him. It did feel like he had a stalker.

But Chu Wanning felt that such a notion was preposterous and dismissed the thought.

Who'd ever want to stalk him? Chu Wanning wasn't that conceited. He's neither rich

nor beautiful. No one had any reason for ever stalking Chu Wanning.

And so when he found his door unlocked in the mornings, he doesn't question it. He probably just forgot. He's never been good at managing his own place anyways.

And when Shi Mei outright asked him if he was

being stalked, Chu Wanning chided him for thinking strange things during school hours and dismissed the young sophomore to his next class.

But now that Chu Wanning knows he's wrong he's feels somewhat.. happy?

Wow. He really is far gone huh? To be happy over this.

But he is.

Guess even he was good enough to stalk.

Chu Wanning huffed at his own pathetic thoughts, making his molester pause and raise a brow in the dark before going back to peppering his neck with such gentle kisses people could mistake them for lovers taking advantage of the blackout.

Chu Wanning is pathetic.

He doesn't push the stranger away because his touches feel good.

He doesn't get upset over getting stalked because deep down he appreciates it.

And now, instead of telling the stranger to get off, Chu Wanning opens his mouth only to gasp in pleasure.

The world went black.

Hours later, Chu Wanning woke up.

He has no idea when he fell asleep.

He was... on a train right? On the way to end it all. He's pretty sure so... why?

He looks around.

The bed he's in is plush and the room is nice and neat.

This isn't his apartment.

Chu Wanning sleeps in nightmares and often wakes up with said nightmares still there and making him sweat cold sweat when he jolts up shaking and crying.

So even now, in his captor's den (the captor is the same man as his molester, he's sure), he feels more tired than worried.

But how..?

Those kisses. Did he drug him?

"Ah, My love's awake!" The voice came from the doorway. It's him.

Chu Wanning turned and suddenly his heart almost fucking stopped.

A charming dimpled smile. Entering with a tray in hand is the most handsome man he had ever seen.

Chu Wanning quickly turns away, blushing.

He faintly hears the sound of several locks clicking in place.

The man places the tray on the bed. He takes Chu Wanning's hand in his, every bit like a doting husband just spoiling him.

"Chu-jiaoshi, won't you pay attention to me?"

From then on Chu Wanning never left that room.

Ironically, most of his self-destructive thoughts had left him.

He's still self-deprecating internally and still depressed but..

Here in this room entertained by his prototypes made from parts Mo Ran rewards him with,

Chu Wanning feels at peace.

Mo Ran using his body roughly made him feel desired. Useful. And his pampering after's always so sweet it made him feel so full of love he could cry.

So what if he never sees the sun again?

Like Mo Ran said, here, Chu Wanning could want for nothing.