Dumb Bitch Club (Stray Kids ff)

Welcome "Home" ⛓22

Rawr, Here's a picture of my friend. He's straight, but is a confirmed fem-boy🧍🏻‍♀️

[Kyla's POV]

"Hi papá..."

"Welcome home, honey! God, I can't believe my little girl is turning twenty-one!" He boasted.

"Yeah," I sheepishly laughed.

Your "little girl"? You were across the fucking Pacific when I was born, didn't help my mom raise me one bit, and you never even bothered to call.

Oh but, I'm still your "little girl".

Bringing me into a hug, I give it my all to not retaliate. Letting me go, he turns to my friends who were busy unloading our luggage.

"These must be your friends!"

"Ah yes. Pa, I'd like you to meet Olivia and Taylor, along with their significant others: Minho and San."

"Pleased to meet you all. Now Kyky, where's this boyfriend you mentioned over text?"

"Oh right, Felix is right-"

"-Here sir, it's a pleasure to finally meet you," Felix interrupted. Snaking his hand around my waist like how he did at the hotel, he stuck out his free hand to shake my fathers. The most sweetest smile he could muster up was currently plastered on his face.

"Oh I like him already! Don't break her heart okay? Ha ha! Let's get you guys inside!" He said.

I didn't remember my dad being like this when I first met him. Our first and only meeting until now was awkward and weird. What changed?

Shaking it off, I grab my bags and follow him along with my friends into the gigantic house.

Entering the entrance hall, I admired at the beautiful detail in the ceiling trim.

"How was your flight?" My dad asked.

"Long," I laughed.

"I bet, anyways I have to go take care of a few things, meanwhile José over here will show you guys to your designated rooms," he said pointing at the man by the grand stairs next to us. Before he left, my father pulled me in for another hug speaking once more before letting go, "I'm really glad you're here now. Throughout this week, I will make everything up to you. I promise," he said.

As he gave me a kiss on the forehead and walked away, I couldn't help but feel...

Vulnerable...

A part of me wanted to run back into his arms, accepting him as my dad. The other part of me still held that grudge that I don't know why I have it.

I froze.

Noticing my slight distress, Felix hesitantly grabbed my hand, rubbing it with his thumb.

"Let's go find our room, 'kay?" He said.

"Yeah... let's go."

Walking up the stairs and catching up with the others, Taylor and San scoped out the cameras that were lazily placed here and there, leaving many blind spots for the guys.

As José lead everyone to their rooms, he finally showed  Felix and I ours, and left us to ourselves.

Walking in, I gawked at the fancy art displayed on the walls and the same detail and pattern the trim has.

Setting my stuff down, I couldn't help but let a smile creep on my face.

Running and flopping onto the king sized bed, I made a little blanket angel. Laughing to myself and at the comfortableness of the fancy room, Felix can't help to join in.