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Chanyeol's eyes widened at our closeness like he had not process what we done until the knock brought him back to reality.
He quickly moved away from me. And I shifted my eyes elsewhere in the room. The tightness in chest making me uncertain on what to do next.
Detecting the sound of the door sliding open.
I rose up from my chair, stepping away from the hospital bed. Brushing off the imaginary dust off my pants.
"Son," Chanyeol's father, Park Soohyuk appeared in the doorway.
Dressed in a black suit with a silver watch hanging off his right wrist. An unreadable aura yet a slight curve on the left end of his lip.
"Did I interrupt something?" His father eyes shifted from Chanyeol to me.
"No- I was about to leave" I forced a smile upon my face and slightly glanced at Chanyeol.
I notice the look in his eyes change. The apparent warmth had creased to exist. Flooded with a pool of despair and emptiness was invisible. Whilst his facial expression played no emotion upon it.
It was like he was a different person.
I bowed to Chanyeol then to Mr. Park before I take my leave squeezing myself through the door frame that his father was occupying.
My shoulders fall once I reach the end of the hall. Escaping the rapid increase of thickened, suffocating air in the room.
I run my fingertips along my small lips. His touch still lingered on me.
I knew it was a impulsive action. A moment that occurred in the feeling of weakness.
I drag my fingertips off my lips and I nod my head in agreement with myself.
That's all it was.
Two people who felt lost, gravitated towards each other.
There can't be anything between us.
It would be wrong. Bad timing.
That's the reality of it.
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"Nice to see you are getting acquainted with the girl" Soohyuk slightly smirked.
Chanyeol remained silent never looking over at his father.
"I don't want to spy on her anymore..." Chanyeol's voice was low.
"I refuse to." There was a fire in Chanyeol's eyes to which his father had never seen.
He scoffed, "Don't tell me you have feelings for that girl? She could've potientally killed Yoona"
"And what if it was me!" He yelled out, the guilt was eating him alive.
Soohyuk glanced at his son, mockingly bursting into a small laugh, "You are incapable of murder"
"How would you know if I'm incapable?!" Chanyeol raised his voice.
"Because you are weak just like your mother!" Soohyuk lost his temper and his usual control of his emotions.
Chanyeol stared wide eyed at the unexpected mention of his mom. Neither one of them ever talked about since she left them. "Now stop acting like a pussy and do your job!"
Soohyuk proceed to the door stopping when Chanyeol speaks again, "No, I won't."
Soohyuk enraged, strides across the room in a hast. An inhuman force collides with Chanyeol's right cheek, reverberating inside the single large room.
Bouncing off the walls as Soohyuk spoke, an undeniable irritation dripping off each word. "Where did you get the idea that you have a choice?"
"When Eunji choose to risk her life for me" Chanyeol uttered recklessly, despite the little voice in him that urging him desperately not to speak anything else.
"How noble. If only she knew it was a waste," Chanyeol's father said with a snarl, slaming the sliding door shut. The divide between the father and son widening further. Chanyeol clenched his jaw at the repeating of the Soohyuk's words hanging in the air. A waste? To his own flesh and blood, he is a waste.
Leaving the room without enough care to ask why Chanyeol was in such a state beforehand.
However, the reason was simple. People wanted revenge against his father and decided to punish Chanyeol for his father's miss deeds.
It was unfair but so was his life. No amount of money could change that.
Who said money was the equivalent of ultimate happiness?
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Does anyone want to hold Chanyeol in their arms right now? Poor boy. I gave him an unhappy life. A dead fiancée and a dad that doesn't care enough. But should we feel bad for him or not?
This story has reached 4K and it's still unbelievable to me. Thank you to the ppl for trying this story and giving it a chance. Commenting, voting, and adding it to your list. It encourages me to keep on writing.
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I'm actually on my way to LA for Exo'rdium concert rn so I wanted to update this before it. :D
Sorry this is longer than I intended.
-Moonbae (tysm bts_addictaed for the nickname I love it)
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