Aiven hadn't meant to go home.
He only wanted to pick up some clothes, maybe a few notebooks, and reassure Suri that he wasn't being kidnapped by an idol.
He had no idea things would spiral into a nightmare.
Raze wanted to go with him, of course.
"I'll come," he said, already grabbing a cap and mask.
Aiven shook his head.
"No. If someone recognizes you, it'll make everything worse."
Raze frowned.
"Aiven—"
"I'll be quick. I promise."
Raze didn't like it.
But after a long exhale, he nodded.
"Call me the second you reach home."
Aiven smiled softly.
"I will."
---
Aiven's Home… Isn't Safe Anymore
The moment Aiven reached the neighborhood, something felt wrong.
Cars he didn't recognize parked everywhere.
Teenagers crowding on corners.
Posters of ECLYPSE stuck on lampposts.
His stomach dropped.
No… they didn't…
He turned the corner to his street—
And his breath turned cold.
There were fans gathered outside his house.
Not a few.
Dozens.
Some holding signs.
Some holding phones.
Some wearing ECLYPSE merch.
And some… throwing trash at his window.
A girl screamed, "THAT'S THE BOY! THAT'S AIVEN!"
Phones flew up instantly.
"AIVEN! AIVEN HALE—LOOK HERE!"
"WHY ARE YOU DESTROYING RAZE'S LIFE?!"
"COME OUT AND APOLOGIZE!"
"ADMIT YOU'RE LYING ABOUT HIM!"
A bottle smashed at his feet.
Aiven flinched backward.
Someone shouted, "GAY BOY GO HOME!"
Another threw a stone.
Another pulled out spray paint and wrote on his gate:
"RAZE BELONGS TO US."
"NOT YOU."
Aiven's heart pounded painfully.
His own home felt like a cage.
He tried to run back, but a girl grabbed his hoodie.
"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING? SAY SORRY TO US!"
He shoved her hand away and pushed through the crowd, stumbling, breath shaking.
He tried calling Raze—
No signal.
Too many phones nearby blocking the connection.
---
Raze Realizes Something Is Wrong
Back at the dorm, Raze paced restlessly.
Aiven should've been home by now.
He should've texted.
Called.
Something.
Raze finally dialed him.
No answer.
He dialed again.
Voicemail.
Raze grabbed his jacket instantly.
Zenith stepped forward. "Raiden—what's wrong?"
"He's not answering."
Zenith's expression darkened.
"Go."
Raze was already running out the door.
---
The Attack Gets Worse
Aiven finally made it to the door of his home.
A rock flew past his shoulder and cracked the wall.
Another fan screamed, "GET OUT HERE AND SAY YOU'RE NOT DATING HIM!"
"I'm not—! I never said we were—!" Aiven cried.
"LIAR!"
Someone threw a bag of flour.
Another threw water.
Another smashed one of his flower pots.
Aiven's chest tightened painfully.
He could barely breathe.
"SURI!!" he shouted, banging on the door.
"OPEN THE DOOR—NOW!"
Suri pulled him inside quickly and locked it.
"Aiven!" she cried, voice shaky, eyes red. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"
Aiven collapsed to the floor, trembling.
"I—I didn't think… not like this…"
Outside, fans kept screaming.
"COME OUT, TRAITOR!"
"WE WANT RAZE, NOT YOU!"
"You're just an attention seeker!"
"Raze can't be gay! You're lying!"
Suri hugged him tightly.
"Aiven… I was scared."
Suddenly—
A rock crashed through their window.
Suri screamed.
Aiven grabbed her protectively.
This was no longer fandom.
This was hatred. Real hatred.
---
Raze Arrives — And He Snaps
Raze arrived minutes later in a black car, running toward the house without any disguise.
Fans gasped.
"That's RAZE!"
"Oh my God it's him!"
"He came for the boy!"
"Wait—HE'S GOING INSIDE?!"
"That means they ARE dating!"
Cameras flashed everywhere.
Raze didn't care.
He shoved through the crowd aggressively.
Anyone in his way got pushed aside.
He banged on the door.
"Aiven? Aiven, open the door!"
Aiven ran to it and opened it immediately.
Raze saw the broken glass.
Saw the flour on Aiven's clothes.
Saw his shaking hands.
Saw Suri crying.
And something inside him snapped entirely.
He stepped out onto the porch.
Took off his mask.
And glared at the crowd with pure fury.
"You call yourselves fans?" Raze shouted, voice raw with anger.
"You threaten a normal boy? Break his window? Harass his sister? You think this is love?!"
Cameras froze.
Everyone stopped moving.
Raze pointed sharply at the gate.
"If you EVER touch Aiven again—
If you EVER come near his home again—
If you EVER throw one more rock—"
His voice shook.
Not with fear.
But with rage.
"—I will personally close every fan meeting, every live, every event until this stops."
The crowd gasped.
Raze kept going.
"And listen carefully.
Whether you accept it or not—
I won't leave him.
So stop trying to destroy him."
Gasps. Screams. Shock. Chaos.
Aiven stared at him from behind, heart pounding.
Raze stepped back inside and slammed the door.
He immediately grabbed Aiven's shoulders.
"Are you hurt?! Show me—did they touch you—Aiven—"
Aiven shook his head quickly.
"No—no, I'm okay, they just scared me."
Raze pulled him into a tight embrace.
Aiven froze—
then melted into it, letting the warmth swallow the shaking.
Suri sniffed loudly.
"You two better date after all this."
Aiven pulled back, face red.
"Suri—!!"
Raze smiled the smallest smile.
"If he lets me."
Aiven looked up at him, heart racing.
In that moment, even with the world breaking outside—
he felt safe.
---
Astrix Watches From Afar
Across the street, hidden under a hood, Astryx stood silently.
He had followed Raze, worried.
He saw everything.
Raze's rage.
Aiven's fear.
The broken window.
The fans crossing the line.
Astrix bit his lip hard.
"Raze… you're going to destroy yourself for him," he whispered.
And for the first time—
Astrix wasn't just jealous.
He was scared.