ANOMALY [ Showki & Wonkyun 18+]

The Wrath and Something that Lingers

[ Changkyun Monsta X: the one who sits

Hoseok aka Wonho Monsta X: the one who caressed Changkyun's head.]

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Hyunwoo barges inside Kihyun's personal office with anger. His eyes look into Kihyun darkly. Kihyun was leaning against his personal chair when Hyunwoo came. Hyunwoo lands his hands on Kihyun's desk with a loud sound, resonate into Kihyun's numb soul and mind. He doesn't get affected a bit.

"You little shit! What did you do to Hyosung?!" Hyunwoo stares deep into Kihyun who sits leisurely in his chair. He had to hold himself down, knowing he can't do anything to his fiance'. But he was beyond angry with the man in front of him now.

Kihyun lifts his look to the man in front of him who was staring at him in anger. He knows how upset Hyunwoo now judging by how red his ears are and his bulging veins around his temple. Kihyun smiles thinly, taking his time to speak. "What are you talking about, baby?" with a slightly mocking tone the way he said 'baby',

Hyunwoo's face gets darkened. He circled the desk and stood in front of Kihyun, grabbing his blazer and leveling his eyes on Kihyun, " Don't play stupid. What did you do to Hyosung?!"

Kihyun, feeling a little bit intimidated yet still acted like Hyunwoo was not someone to be afraid of, raised his voice, " I have said it! What exactly are you talking about Hyunwoo?"

Hyunwoo grunts and raises his hand, about to slap Kihyun when he remembers even though Kihyun is a man, he is still his future husband.

"You're going to hit me?" asks Kihyun, with eyes widened. Hyunwoo couldn't see clearly what's inside those brown orbs. Fear or amusement. He brings his hand down. "Just answer my fucking question, Kihyun."

Kihyun snickered at his statement. "Enjoying your status as my future husband? Coming to my office and accusing me of something. Do you even remember who is the President here?" Kihyun swats away Hyunwoo's hands that gripped his blazer tightly.

Hyunwoo grits his teeth in anger. He can feel the surge of anger starting from his head to his fists but he controls himself in slow breathing. His mind starts to take control again. "Alright, Kihyun. I'm holding myself down now but you better tell me what happened with you and Hyosung today."

Kihyun lazily looks up at Hyunwoo and smirks. "What did she tell you, exactly?"

"Stop—fuck! Stop fucking around. And tell me."

At this point, Hyunwoo looks like a mountain ready to erupt, with reddish colored face and raging breath. Ah, what a sight. Kihyun laughed to himself in his mind. He didn't want to speak anything but his mind wandered to yesterday, at Hyunwoo's favorite cafe, with a woman who wore red shoes named Hyosung.

At first, he didn't have any intention to reach out to Hyosung. He would love to see Hyunwoo suffered but in another way. But seeing the woman, sitting alone and sipped her coffee, relax and happy reminded him of the restaurant event where he and Minhyuk saw the dinner date she had with Hyunwoo.

It pissed him off.

Or, make it sounds better: it ticked him, triggered him.

Kihyun wasn't a social person, yes. Haughty and pride and competitive and mean, born under the lucky star with a silver spoon on his mouth, he got all the luxury he wanted. He never knew what it felt to be under limitation, playing around regulations and rules and hurt quite a lot of people during his life. Not physically, more mentally.

He is not a nice person. A bully and a spoiled-ass brat, that's what his friends call him.

Entitled.