COLORED ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ | soulmate AU [ fem!reader X skz Ot8 ]

forty-seven

After the visit to the stadium and a small walk around that neighborhood, you and the boys were now heading back to the hotel with two hours left before midnight.

The streets of New York were alive; more alive than during the daytime. 

As planned prior, the nine of you made a stop at the cat cafe where you and Minho went before. All the boys were awed when they saw the adorable furry creatures, but none as much as Minho, even though it was his second time being there.

Felix saw a baby light ginger cat and he kept it on his lap the entire time he dined; and every time the male would caress its fur, it would put. 

"She likes you," Minho said as he sat next to Felix, smiling down at the cat.

The younger kept patting the kitten as he glanced at his soulmate. "She? I've been calling her Ronaldo-" He muttered.

"I'm Christiano Bangnaldo..." They heard Chan mutter quietly as he ate, and the younger two glanced at him before letting out small chuckles. The rest of you were in your own silly conversations too.

After spending some time dining at the cat cafe, the nine of you then proceeded to go back to the hotel. After a few minutes of walking, you find that the hotel is just across the street once more and you are about to cross the road when you spot an all-too-familiar figure by the Zibra cross once again.

 It was the little boy.

Once again, he looked scared, and cold even. 

You were sure it was him even from that distance; the hair and the scarf that was still around his neck like how you had wrapped it for him made you certain.

"Channie.." You mumbled as you looked at Chan, getting his attention immediately as you called his name. "Look" You muttered as you gestured toward the little boy, and Chan looked at were you pointed. 

His face lit up. 

He was hoping to meet the boy again; he wanted to get his name this time.

Chan walked ahead toward the boy and the rest of you followed him. By instinct, feeling that someone was walking toward him, the boy was about to quickly walk away, but as soon as he heard that familiar kind voice, he stopped in his tracks.

"Wait there... It's just me" Chan muttered, making the boy turn to him with big shocked eyes.

Izzy was confused but relieved at the same time. Now he didn't have to worry about not being able to go home tonight. The thought of sleeping in the freezing weather outside was no more.

2 hours ago :

The sudden knock on the door made him jump a bit as he sat on his bed, dropping the bedtime story in his hand onto the mattress. The door flung open and revealed that man he feared, loved, and despised all at the same time. 

He was confused. 

His father had never visited his room before; he couldn't even recall a memory of him coming inside to check on him during the night. 

Izzy looked at his father, and all he could see were those familiar cold eyes that had no love in them.

And yet, his heart still told him that maybe... just maybe, his father had come to read a bedtime story for him for once.

"Izzy... you're a good little boy, right? You want to make me proud right? You want to be a good son right?" His father's words dripped poison, and it slipped right through the boy's veins, falling into the mind game of the older.