Kimchay Oneshots

One last note💔

⚠️- angst, suicide

Kim had been acting a bit off recently, spending less time with chay. But giving him even more gifts, what would happen when chay will find out the truth?
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Chays POV:

I sat in the darkened room all alone, again..... Kim had to go early again. I dont really know why or when he goes. But i dont really care, if hes doing something important its ok right?

I cover myself even more with duvet, protecting me from the cold. After a while i decided to get up, on a cold Saturday morning. The sun wasn't still fully up but limited amount of light came into the room.

I got onto my feet, the dark floor was cold under my feet. I look to the side, on the side table lay a note, and my wedding ring and some gold bracelets.

My fingers grasped the note. I smiled at the sight of kims familiar handwriting. Kims handwriting was gently and elegant. I read the note carefully.
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Hey darling,

If your reading this im probably already at work with kinn. The maid should have already made you food, and make sure to eat all of it. I have a little surprise for you somewhere it the house.

Love you darling<3

-Kim

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I stood up and walked over to there closest. I manage to find one of kims grey hoodies and i wear some black fila joggers. I went for something comfortable for today. I mean i dont plan to go anywhere.

I open the bedroom door. The hallway was still dimly lit. I walk towards the kitchen and i see the familiar face of our maid aliana. She a lady in her late 40's and she has sucha a sweet heart. I often think of her like a mother figure for me.

"Hello Aliana!"

"Hello Porchay, your husband said to make you breakfast"

Aliana placed a plate of freshly cooked fried eggs and a fresh croissant filled with jam. She also brought a glass of orange juice with that. I smiled at her showing her a thanks.

I dug straight into the eggs, my eyes glided around the room. Although it was an apartment, it was luxurious and massive. I swore it was worth more than millions.

I quickly finished the breakfast and thanked Aliana. I make my way over to the living room. The long couch stretched out, but my eyes landed on something unexpected. It sat on the glass table.

It was a huge and beautiful bouquet of black roses, finished with a large, red bow. Next to it was a red box filled with my favourite chocolates, the tin was tall and wide with a gold touch to it. The writing was standing out of the surface. Just behind that was a stranger box. It was black and the material was thick card like.