pulchritudinous ; markhyuck au

18

By the time donghyuck left the hospital, someone called him.

the number wasn't registered in his contacts, so he was a little hesitant to answer the call. But to be more professional, he answered it, fearing that it might be one of his employees.

"Hell—"

[DO YOU KNOW WHAT KIND OF MESS YOU GOT ME INTO? GET BACK HERE! OR I WILL THROW OFF YOUR BEST FRIEND!]

"really, father? you'll throw away the person who made your businesses successful? come on, father. we all know that nobody knew the formula to any of your products but nana. did you? no. he always knew the missing piece in all of your businesses. nana's the main reason in all of your successes. Not me. but if you're being insensitive and inconsiderate and still would throw him away, then lets not call each other again." donghyuck said with his calmest voice.

his anger was building in him. it was growing, "how dare him? throw away the most important person to me? if that's the case, then forget that im your child. forget the next generation of the LEEs. because your generation is the last."

the only people the he trusts are nana and his mom. his mother never actually agreed to any of his father's decisions. she just kept quiet because she loves him. but she knows that he's still the same person she loved ever since.

donghyuck called his mother, "mother?"

[hyuckie... what's wrong? why did you leave? is there any problem?] his mom asked him, with her softest voice which made donghyuck miss her so much and it broke his heart just to hear his mom.

"m-mother..." he sniffed.

[hey, it's okay. mommy's here. come on, tell me everything. you know you can tell me anything.]

"mother, did father tell you anything about throwing nana away?" he set aside his sadness and focused on the issue of his best friend.

[no, dear. why? we just talked a while ago and he told me how thankful he is for having nana and he also said that you're always giving him a headache. but he loves you so much. that's why he got so sad when you left.]

"mother, if you're covering up for father please—"

[...honey, could you massage me please? pwease?] donghyuck heard in the background.

there's no way that's another man. he knows the voice of his father. he sounds... different. he sounds clingy.

[i'll talk to you later, dear.] his mother said and ended the call.

donghyuck couldn't believe what he just heard. it was unbelievable that the charismatic, and hot tempered Mr. Lee Minhyuck is a softie. and... cringeworthy.

he was shivering inside. he couldn't believe it. he just couldn't.

he was out of his mind while walking.

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idk what this is im sorry im stressed bc school started dbjsndwj ok bye