Choco-Cinnamon Make Me Something Stupid [WONJAY]

Doll

"Bahaha! Contract, really, they're crazy." Hoseok laughs, his hands clutching his stomach as he begins to heave.

Sunghoon follows suit, his face starting to become red at the endless chuckles that come out of his mouth.

Taking a deep breath to attempt to calm down.

"Really? Do they have no choice it's awful. How could they not be able to choose their own partner? Not even out of love."

Sunghoon had his hand up to his mouth, patting his chest to elimate the giggles that threatened to come out.

"Bahaha, I heard that Jin and Jeonhan had chosen their own partners, but they're still picking and choosing their kids partner? That's so hypocritical after all they did to go against their parents' wishes."

Sunghoon's eyes look around the yellow room, and he stares at thenpaperowrk in his father's hands.

"What happened?"

He walked towards his dad and took the papers from his dad.

"Something about falling in love with us "normal" people."

"Isn't mom like part of the rich circle?"

"Yeah. But we really didn't have any big complications. Sughoon, did you not learn anything I told you?" With his hands on his hips hands free from the wretched contract.

"Yeah, yeah, the difference between fame and money." He scans the papers, and a confused face starts to shape," That the big three other than Kim Taehyung are to not be spoken too. Or whatever."

Hoseok stares at Sunghoon's deep interest at the contract.

"Close. But even Taehyung, you should ignore. His husband is Park Jungkook, and he's recognized everywhere."

Sunghoon ignores Hoseok with no ill intentions, and his mouth drops from shock.

"Dad. We're trapped."

Hoseok walks up to Sunghoon, confused at Sunghoon's unnatural expression.

"Trapped? What do you mean? Is it about the contract all contracts can be broken."

Sunghoon shakes his head slowly. Staring at the small print in the middle of the contract.

"It's final."

"Sughoon, you're pulling my leg here."

"No, dad. I'm getting married to Kim Sunoo if I want to or not."

Staring at the paper, he reads it, and his head goes from confident to distressed, worried about his sons future.

By signing this contract officially by law, they are considered unioned, and failure to comply will be a loss in resources for either party, from 70-89% either or elimination of Party who releases from contract.

What the HELL is this?
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Red. Red, it's all so red.

Sheets surround all four walls of the room.

Their velvet sheen blocked all other lights, their soft texture suffocating entrapment in its sinful blanket.

The color surrounds his senses, whether it be walking, crawling, running, red, red, red, the only color.

Unable to escape his methods, failing over and over, his eyes shutting to end their violent assault.

It's vibrancy blinding his sight.

Their hue overpowering his taste.

Its color seeps into one's own eyes, letting one become red as the lights fall forward.

His eyes stare forward as the soft velvet begins to scrape his shoes.