Daddy's Plan || D.k°•°P.cy

Chapter 10

°·Chanyeol's Pov·°

I kicked my feet onto the coffee table, staring at the carpet that was once covered in glass.

He shattered the glass. All because I found out... What would happen if Kyungsoo found out and wanted to leave him? Would he hurt-

"Chanyeol!"

I snapped back into reality, feeling my heart pound as I stared at the boy infront of me. He wore an oversized black shirt, which I would assume was Jongin's.

"Yeah?" I smiled and looked his milky thighs over, watching how the shirt bounced when he moved around. Showing off his plump ass perfectly when fluttered by the air.

"What do you want to eat? Jongin is going to work soon so he wants to sleep instead of eat.'' Kyungsoo mumbled, tapping the spatula he held to his opposite hand.

I stood up and followed him into the kitchen, sitting on the stool and spinning myself around, "I'm in the mood for eggs and rice, maybe fish."

Kyungsoo nodded and reached up to the cabinets, searching for rice.

I chewed on the inside of my lip, my gaze glued to Kyungsoo's perfect body. The thought of making him mine forced my head to ache. His acts, no matter how small, playing in my head. How he trembles if he's embarrassed enough, the way his lips curl into a heart when someone makes him fully smile- which is rarely.

Kyungsoo hangs over the rice cooker, his heel bouncing against the tan tiles. A pan sat on the stove with egg shells resting near it.

The sound of sizzling filling the empty room. Only to be toned down when the heat cools and the eggs are taken out of the pan.

He seemed like a chef, a cute one indeed.

*

The rice was scooped into the bowls, a fried egg sitting on top of both mountains. He pulled a little part of the oven out and set the small fish on it, closing it and standing there to watch it cook.

I stood up and went over to him, wrapping my arm's around his waist. His body tensed up as I placed my chin on his shoulder, "It smells delicious Kyungie."

I said blankly, not wanting to grow soft for the boy which was a wish far gone.

"Thank you... but what are you doing?" He said in a nervous tone, forcing a chuckle from me.

"Hugging you."

"Well no shit. Jongin is going to wake up soon."

After he said his lover's name he paused, quickly turning around to meet my adoring gaze, "S-Sorry."

I furrowed my brow and slid my hands down to rest on his hips, "Sorry for what?"

Kyungsoo looked at me and took my shirt in his fingers, playing with the fabric, "I guess you don't remember. I mean you were drunk."

Kyungsoo let go and pushed me away, trying to hide his frustration.

"Well I can guess."

I grabbed Kyungsoos arm and pulled him forward, keeping my grip on his wrist and using my free hand to tilt his head up.

"I get pretty possessive over thing's I like." I cooed, taking his bottom lip between my teeth and tugging at it.

His face flushed and he stared at me with wide eyes.

I backed away as loud thuds were heard coming down the steps.

I sat in my seat and watched Jongin come in with a smile, the events of the night before seeming not to have an effect.

"Hey Baby... Are you sick? Why is your face so red?" Jongin said as he leaned forward and pressed his forehead to Kyungsoo's.

"Aw Soo you're burning." He whined, letting go of the smaller.

"I'm fine I swear, it's just the heat from cooking. Don't worry." Kyungsoo smiled to Jongin, shooting a glare to me.

I chuckled and tapped at the marble, Jongin turning around to look at me.

His hair was pushed back and he wore a deep turquoise shirt with black slacks. A black cap on his head, an officer's uniform.

I smiled to him and he smiled back, showing a wry look before huffing out, "I'm a bit late so I should get going. I love you soo... Bye Yoda."

I raised my fist in the air and waved it, "What's a fella gotta do to get some respect!"

Kyungsoo laughed and sat down with two cups, placing one infront of me and the other infront of him.

"Thanks for the food... soo~" I snickered and started to shovel food into my mouth.

"Yoda"

*

I stayed at the kitchen table, scrolling through my phone as Kyungsoo took his shower.

Knock Knock

I sat up, heading towards the door with a bounce in my step. Why am I in such a good mood?

I shouldn't have said that

I opened the door, my smile fading into nothing.

"Is Jongin here? He left his ring at my place." The blonde boy held his hand out with a gold ring layed in his palm.

I looked at him and clenched my jaw, "You know you could've kept it. You know you shouldn't have came here. If it was important Jongin would have gone to your place.

I snatched the ring from him, watching his eyes widen, "C-Chanyeol?"

"Yeah. Now go the fuck away."

He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me, "Don't be so mean Channie~ Why didn't you tell me you were in Seoul!?"

I gritted my teeth and pushed him away, "Don't call me that. You lost that privilege long ago. You gave the ring back now go."

Sehun rocked back and forth, "Well you know the real reason I'm here. Of course I didn't know you were here. Imagine who would have open the door if you weren't here.'' He smiled

I threw my fist forward in a swift movement, watching him tumble backwards with his face cupped in his hands.

"I said go." My hand throbbed as it fell back to my side, "I won't let you hurt him like that."

Sehun climbed back to his feet and patted himself down, "J-Just wait till I tell Jongin!"

I sighed and held the door, "Do what you'd like, just remember you're his sex toy. Nothing more."

"T-thats not true! He loves me!"

"Then wouldn't he be holding you instead of the boy he already does?" I huffed and closed the door. Jolting when small arms wrapped around me

"Who was that?" He mumbled into my back, the water soaking into my tee from his hair.

"A bug."

"A bug knocked-?"

"Yup, it was fucking huge."

"You really are a dork."
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