Daddy's Plan || D.k°•°P.cy

Chapter 16

Kyungsoo's metal chopsticks clicked against the ceramic plate that was mainly empty, nothing but tiny bits of eggs on it. Chanyeol reached forward and took the sticks from the younger and set them aside, "Answer my question. Why didn't you want to go home?"

Kyungsoo sighed and looked away, "No reason. I've been cooped up there all week so a change of scenery was needed."

Chanyeol took the empty plate to the sink rinsed it out before sitting back down, "How come you didn't go out?"

"I didn't have a car and I'm too lazy to walk."

"Kyungsoo. Don't lie to me. Did something happen while I was gone?" Chanyeol spoke out, his tone as soft as it could be.

"Just drop it." Kyungsoo clenched his fists and let them rest on his thighs.

"No. Why won't you tell me? Did he hurt you or something?"

Kyungsoo sat silently, bringing his hands up to quickly wipe away the fuzzy feeling growing around his eyes.

Chanyeol's eyes widened, "Kyungsoo... You're joking right?"

The smaller boy looked up, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth as the tears streamed down his puffed cheeks. He shook his head.

"That fucker touched you?" Chanyeol stood up from the stool, his voice and screech of the chair filling the suffocating silence that started to grow.

"I-It's fine..." Kyungsoo mumbled.

"No it's fucking not!" Chanyeol rose his voice, kicking the chair that was once beneath him, "Go get in the car." Chanyeol snatched his keys off the counter and stomped off, being stopped by two small arms that wrapped around his waist.

"J-Just l-leave i-it be. I don't w-want drama." Kyungsoo spoke softly, staining the back of the tallers shirt.

"Leave what be. Let that asshole get away with hurting someone I love? Let him get away with forcing you into something? I don't know what world you're trying to live in Kyungsoo but this isn't it." Chanyeol removed Kyungsoo's hands, turning to face him.

"If you don't want to come then you don't have to. I'll be back." Chanyeol turned back around, stepping forward, this time thin fingers tangled into his.

"I-I'll come."

*

Kyungsoo nervously tapped his fingers against the tan leather seat he sat on. Chanyeol had told him to stay in the car while he went go get his stuff, Kyungsoo hesitated but agreed in the end.

Kyungsoo's body stiffened as a black car pulled into the driveway, Jongin's car. He quickly ducked down and buried his face into his thighs, wanting a minute before sitting back up.

°·Chanyeol's Pov·°

I placed a plastic maroon suitcase on the bed, searching through everything that contained clothes. Of course I only took Kyungsoos.

I stopped in the middle of the room, rubbing my chin as I tried to find more things.

"What the fuck are you doing." A gruff voice heard from behind me.

"I'm packing Kyungsoo's stuff. What else does it look like? I knew you were dull since you were able to cheat on someone as amazing as Kyungsoo but I didn't realize you were this stupid." I replied, not frightened at all.

"And what right do you have to do that? He's my boyfriend."

I shrugged, "Not for long. I have a nice diamond ring somewhere around my house. I don't think you can be boyfriends with my soon to be fiancé no? Well and a soon to be father but I don't think that matters much to you as it's mine anyway. Just like Kyungsoo will be."

Jongin's eyes widened, "what?"

"I fucked him and I'm going to propose. You got a problem with that?" I huffed, annoyed that he interrupted my thoughts.

"You motherfucker." Jongin lunged forward, throwing his fist but missing as I stepped aside.

"Look I'm just trying to get out of here quickly." Jongin reached up and grabbed my collar, planting a good punch on my cheek. I groaned and lifted my leg, taking his arms and thrusting my knee into his gut.

I watched him fall back as blood dripped from the cut on the inner part of my cheek, "You have no right to get angry at me nor touch me. You hurt the so called love of your life. You hurt the most precious thing to me without a fucking thought."

Anger overwhelmed me, I lifted Jongins head by his hair, banging it against my bent knee continuously. My hand weakened and I let his body fall back, "Tch. Getting me worked up only to pass out. Go ask your little slut Sehun to help you out." I gazed at the unconscious body from above, gathering up saliva and blood to spit into Jongins face. "Dumbass."

I grabbed the bag, stepping on him and heading towards the bedroom door, "See ya."

I set the bag aside, taking some things from the bathroom and heading to the steps.

Bang.

The back of my head slammed against the floor at the bottom of the steps, "Fuck-"

I coughed and weakly stood up, a bloody face at the top, "I won't let you take him. You don't deserve him."

I laughed and rubbed the back of my neck, "Man you really don't give up. Are you trying to tell me you deserve him? Okay, I'd like to see you tell that to your little man whore."

Jongin gritted his teeth at took the suitcase, throwing it down the stairs for it to crash against my leg.

I sighed and took the handle into my hand, "Thanks for the help I guess."

Jongin punched the wall next to him, "T-This isn't the first time you took someone from me."

My eyes widened, was he trying to make me feel bad, "Okay? Cool I guess?"

I tilted my head watching him settle at the top step, "Jennie Kim."

I sighed and looked away, "I didn't steal her from you nor did I ever like her. She just preferred a rich guy. Don't try to put the blame of something on me."

I looked up at him, his face hung low, "Goodbye Chanyeol."

My eyes went soft, "Goodbye Jongin. I really wish this could've ended better."

I looked down, taking the bag and strolling out of the house. Kyungsoo ran out of the car, his arms quickly reaching up to cup my face, "What happened!?"

I smiled and let go of the bag, holding Kyungsoo's waist, "I fought for the cutest boy in the world~" I snickered, Kyungsoo keeping his worried look.

"This isn't the time to joke around!" He shouted.

"I'm not joking! I won!"

Kyungsoo sighed, pulling me into a hug, "What am I going to do with you?"

"Love me~"

"I don't like men."

I pinched his side.

"Yah fine fine!" He squealed, moving away from me and taking the bag as he climbed into the car.

He is perfect. He is someone I never thought I needed. My cold dome collapsed only after a day with a man I never met. He made me feel everything, something no one could do.

I finally had him. He is mine and I don't plan on letting go.

"Chanyeol are you coming?"

I nodded, "Of course Kyungie."
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