Promise, you won't hit rock bottom..
Description
It's Xen again back to writing stories ;A; I've been gone for so long...and I have no idea how much months its been since I wrote a fic. Well, this goes out to my favourite otp in BAP. My flawless and attractive Daelo couple~ (I was going to write Bangdae, my other favourite otp but I couldn't find the heart to write a on Bang and Daehyun, I cant handle to write ty scenes of them). Well, this is a new fic~ I hope you enjoy ┏((=￣(ｴ)￣=))┛
story cr; Xen
Main Image cr; D-aehyuns
PLEASE DONT PLAGIARIZE
LOL sorry about the background, I'll change it later T_T
Foreword
"You thought you could just borrow that much money and get away with it!?" the hooded man growled "Didja?!"
I watched as his fists raised up above his head. I shut my eyes before I could deal what that hard blow-
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"Son, you have to carry on the businesss.." he coughed as his hand streched to grab mine
I looked at him on his death bed, not saying one word. I nodded slowly at the words he spoke, paying no attention to details of his speech. I heard the monitors beeping in the background. The air smelt like the mixture of drugs. I sighed and rubbed my dad's hands with my thumbs. I knew today that this will be my dad's last day, he's been coughing for at least a whole year. Yet I haven't done anything to help him. I guess the pressure of being his only trusted son is getting to me... his business...
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I wiped the blood of my lip and stood up shakingly. I tried to throw a punch but I ended up recieving a cold blow in the stomach, causing me to spurt out blood. I landed on my knees, trying to hold my insides in. Before I could recover, he grabbed my hair making me face his harsh face. His breath smelt like old dried up liquor. I winced due to the foul smell. I never used to be this helpless.
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"2:48 am" The doctor whispered to his nurse as she wrote it down in her clipboard.
Then the doctor turned to me and told his condolences and left. I sat there looking at my dad's now passed body. The nurses came and placed a blanket over him. I sighed.. this is supposedly a sad moment so how come...
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"COME BACK HERE YOU BASTA- AUGHHDF GOD GET HIM SOMEONE GET HIM"
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"You sure you're the owner of this building?" A man in a white suit chuckled
"Does it look like I'm joking?" I replied back not interested on what he had to say
He took the headrest of my chair and whirled it around "Listen kid, you have to find a star within 3 weeks and make him a ing famous . Your father lived up all for this! So there's no way you are getting out of this!"
And with that he left.
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