An Iridescent Love (Stray Kids ot8 x Reader)

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-ˏˋ⋆ Y/N'S POV ⋆ˊˎ-

'Drawing was always a way for me to escape. Using pencils and pens as my medium. I would get them from my father's office sneaking into it when he was away at work.' 

I was in my room at my desk listening to music drawing away in my sketchbook when I started to faintly smell ash. My whole body goes stiff as I turn off my music bringing my shacking hands to my headphones taking them off so that I can hear better. I grab my phone looking at the time 6:30 pm.

'He has been coming home earlier ever since he started bring his friends around but never this early.'

"What is he doing home?" Nova says not liking the fact that he's here.

"I don't know" I tell her going back to my drawing trying to not think about it too much.

An hour has passed, and I haven't been able to focus on my drawing. I can hear my father walking around the house going into different rooms.

I gave up and closed my sketchbook. I'm about to get up and head to my nest, when my door opens and I still. I turned around in my chair to see my father walking into my room. He stops in the middle of my room looking down at me with this creepy smile.

"Guess what mistake" my father says in a cheerful tone.

"What?" I responded back quietly.

His face morphs into a frown taking a step forward when a growl leaves his throat. 

"Speak up bitch!"

I lower my head making myself look smaller trying so hard to not let a whimper escape. I manage to speak up stuttering out a "W-w-what is it s-sir?"

He smiles again taking a step back. "Since I'm going to be having my friends over more, I enrolled you into collage so that you will be out of the house."

'I'm surprised he's doing this considering he pulled me out of school when I was in the first grade, having me do online classes instead.' 

I just look at him confused as he continues to talk.

"You're going to get a job so you can pay for it, and you have until the end of the year to move out."

"W-wait what?" I almost yelled out. I can smell his scent starting to burn the cinnamon becoming stronger making my breath hitch.

He walks up to me taking two big steps when he grabs my hair and throws me to the floor. He kneels and grabs my chin in his hand and brings my face up to look at him. His eyes are red, and he growls out "I don't want a mistake like you around so that you can make me look bad.... you've already done enough as it is."

A whimper leaves my throat. He can see my eyes showing only making him more upset. His grip on my face got tighter before he threw my head back letting me go. He gets up and kicks my stomach calling me a bitch. I let out a yelp of pain when his foot contacts my stomach before he leaves my room. 

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