𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒ᵇᵗˢ

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 [k.sj]

━━ pairing: KIM SEOKJIN x M!READER
━━ dangers: mental illness, supernatural, blood, violence, murder
━━ summary: in which lee (m/n) and his caretaker kim seokjin are inseperable

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THE MAN PACED around in a panicked manner as his son's mumbling grew louder with each passing second.

you see, in the house of the famed architect lee junhyuk, there lived both him and his son, lee (m/n), along with many other people such as chefs, cleaners, gardeners, and even some of lee junhyuk's staff at times.

but like every other family, they had some skeletons in their closet. a dark secret no one could know about, except for the residents of the house that resided there every day.

it was lee (m/n), the young master who had a strange mental illness.

❝right? left? wh-where should i go? where exactly do i stay? what do i do now?❞ (m/n) mumbled to himself in his bedroom, standing in the middle of it with slightly bent knees and his hands holding up his head. his eyes were wide like saucers, as though he'd seen a ghost.

❝should i eat breakfast first or take a bath first? if i take a bath, do i start from my hands or from my feet? if i eat breakfast, what juice should i drink? should i grab the fork first or the spoon first? s-should i sit back down? rest, maybe? what outfit should i don today? wh-what emotion should i feel now? sadness, anger, frustration, joy..?❞ he continued on rambling, eyes darting rapidly around the room as his right one twitched.

❝master lee, i'm afraid i cannot continue tending to the young master anymore!❞ a middle-aged woman cried out, bowing deeply in front of junhyuk before she then made a mad dash towards the front door, dragging a suitcase behind her, ❝hey! wait, minju-!❞he was cut off when he heard his son's high-pitched scream laced with confusion and an undertone of sadness.

❝WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!❞

these screams pained junhyuk's heart, but what could he do to help? he had to continue working to keep the two of them in the lap of luxury, but that entailed having to leave (m/n) with no guidance at the house!

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a rather tall and broad-shouldered man followed the pebble pathway towards the front door of the mansion, his comma-styled black hair swishing slightly due to the wind, though thankfully not much due to the hair gel and setting spray he used this morning.

as he reached the front door, he tugged the string attached to the bell, signaling his arrival. the polished dark oak door then opened, showing a disheveled lee junhyuk, a cigarette loosely held in his left hand.

❝it's nice to meet you, sir.❞ the man said, continuing by introducing himself, ❝my name is kim seokjin, and i'm here for the interview.❞

❝ah, yes, right.❞ junhyuk replied, throwing his cigarette in a nearby trashcan, ❝let's chat inside.❞ the older of the two then motioned for seokjin to come inside, junhyuk sitting on an armchair and seokjin sitting on the sofa across from him, a rectangular table between them.