ー "but you're just a girl...?"
→ started on 12/1/16
→ edited on 5/5/17
→ completed on 8/8/17
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✿ monsta x, changkyun [i.m], kihyun, reader and any other k-idol don't belong to me
pinkeu ❀'s playlist ⇢ beautiful - monsta x ⇢ beautiful - monsta x ⇢ beautiful - monsta x
--- ꒰♡ˊ͈ ु꒳ ूˋ͈꒱.⑅*♡ pinkeu ❀
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changkyun walked through the hallways, pushing back his hair and staring at the glass sculpture that stood by the side. large paintings with red curtains draped beside them. the place smelled of dust and wood. kihyun's place reminded him more of an abandoned museum. letting his mind wander, he could feel all sound start to disappear and get quieter. he bumped into something he realized was a dead end. butt the dead end was a huge wooden door. the rusty metal handle was scraped and dented. against his warm hands was a sharp piercing as he pulled the handle.
the room reminded him of his father's office. shelves filled with books and papers everywhere.
"what are you doing here?"
"done with [y/n] already?"
"don't touch anything. ever since my father died i wanted to make sure everything stayed the way it was left."
"oh. well i won't touch anything then."
walking away from the desk he squinted his eyes at a photo.
"is that [y/n]?"
the photo was of a young kihyun with you, holding hands in a field with a man behind the two of you which he assumed was kihyun's father.
"yeah. my father loved her dearly."
"where's your mother?"
"i don't know. she ditched my father for some other guy."
"do you seriously not know or are you hiding from me?"
kihyun ignored changkyun's gaze and sighed.
"i don't want to tell you because it would make our relationship more weirder than it already is."
"tell me."
changkyun's hands forcefully landed on kihyun's shoulders, making them both fall to the floor. kihyun pulled his face away from him as changkyun looked down at him.
"please tell me."
"fine. but first get off of me."
shoving changkyun, he pulled out two chairs for them to sit and chat.
"well first of all, what do you want to know?"
"how did your father die?"
taking a deep breath in he looked into changkyun's eyes.
"lets see. he was killed. he was killed by the man my mother ditched him with."
