Kyungsoo caught Kris cheating on him with someone else so he ran crying and found a cat, that cat is actually something more than ordinary.
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Have you ever got that feeling of regret? Well my regret is declining sex with Chanyeol. Him and his luscious body. His soft but strong arms, his- sorry onto what happened.
"C-Channie... No." I tried to say sternly.
"Why not?"
"Because...Baekhyun."
"Huh?" Chanyeol was confused.
"Don't you love him? That's why your moving away right?" I assumed as tears were about to fall. He started putting the cuffs and whip away.
"Baekhyun is just a friend."
"And I am tall." I sarcastically said, I was jealous so I start being a smart ass.
"Why are you moving in with him?" I need real answers.
"I...I just don't wanna bother you Soo.."
"You were never a bother, you are my priority."
"I don't want to always depend on you, because one day you will be fed up and leave me and I-I won't be able to stand on my own."
"Fine, have it your way." I walked away and put some clothes on. He was right but, him and Baekhyun. Alone. I went to the couch and cried.
"I'm going now, take care..." Chanyeol had his bags all packed. I quickly grabbed his arm.
"P-Please d-don't." There was more tears forming.
"I-I can't be alone." I slowly drop to the ground bowing.
"...." he was quiet and walked right out the door. I started crying so hard.
"He left." I said in disbelief.
"He actually left." As I was trying to calm myself down, I get a phone call from an unknown number.
"Kyungsoo?" The person was awfully familiar.
"M-Mom?!" I was surprised.
"Can you come to the hospital, your dad is there. He was in an accident." My eyes widened.
"Okay I'll be on the way." I quickly dressed up.
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I went inside my car and started heading there. I told you guys they kicked me out but I will always forgive them because they are my parents.
I headed towards the front desk. The lady looked at me with a smile.
"Can I see Mr Do's room?"
"Relationship with the patient?"
"Son."
"Okay, he's on Room 365." The lady said as I thanked her and headed to the room.
