moon necklace | soonhoon

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Soonyoung got tucked in his bed, his blankets on top of him as he hugged his pillow tight.

The room was dark. The only light he had was the strong moonlight.

He smiled on his phone, scrolling through the different pictures on Instagram. He wanted to do this for forever until his phone buzzed.

Unknown:
hey. its me jihoon.

Soonyoung raised his brow. Last time he checked, it was past midnight, what did he possibly want at this hour?

Jihoon:
wonwoo gave me ur number.

Soonyoung:
Ok. Did you need anything? Its very late, people like you should go to sleep.

Jihoon:
well actually yea. I wanted to ask if we can meet so we can discuss our drink for the competition.

Jihoon:
people like me? what does have to mean?

Soonyoung:
Sure thing! 😄

Soonyoung:
Well, people like you need beauty sleep ;)

Jihoon:
good. Do you have plans tomorrow?

Jihoon:
what the fuck. and here i was abt to think u were nice. i guess i was wrong

Soonyoung:
Nooooooo. I was just kiddingggg 😭😭

Soonyoung:
I dont have plans tmrw. Wow youre lucky.

Soonyoung:
What i really meant was people like you need to sleep so that they can grow taller :)))

Jihoon:
you son of a bitch forget it

Soonyoung:
NOOOOOOO I WAS REALLY JOKINNGGG! FORGIVE ME ALMIGHTY GOD, JIHOON!!

Jihoon:
yea whatever.

Jihoon:
can we go to the park the one next to the café?

Soonyoung:
Ok! See you then.

Soonyoung:
You should sleep, its late

Jihoon:
Ok. I will. Thx.

Soonyoung:
Goodnight, Jihoon!!!
Sent. 3:51 am

A smile crept upon his face. He likes talking to people, it would always make him happy even though he was always alone.

He shifted in his bed. He faced the other side as he held his pillow tighter.

Tomorrow will be a good day, I can feel it.

In an instant, he can feel his lids get heavier and heavier each second as he slowly drifted to sleep.

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He was in a different place. Soonyoung looked around to try and see where he was, it was different to him. Really different.

He turned around. Behind him, he saw a little boy. His hair was tossed everywhere as tear stains were very noticeable on his cheeks.

He kneeled down, about to comfort the little boy. But instead, he heard shouting from another room.

"Dowon, where are you going!? Don't tell me you're going to hurt the child!?" The voice of a woman was heard in a distance. She sounded like she was about to cry.

"Jiyoung, I won't. I just need to do something. Go and help the maids prepare for later's event."

Soonyoung listened very carefully. It sent shivers down his spine, he never heard anyone so mean sounding. What scared him the most was that the words of the woman sounded like they were in help. But Soonyoung can't just stand there useless. He needs to help.

The footsteps of the man got closer and closer and the cries of the child got louder and louder. It was terrifying.

They were both in what seemed to be in a walk-in closet of some sort. This was the first time he's ever seen or been to anything like this.

The doors opened which revealed to be a man in his forties of thirties, he was tall and big. An intimidating aura completed everything. His very mad eyes looked at the boy's sad ones.

He came closer and closer. The boy who was already at the corner of the closet started crying even more. His tears flooded his shirt and his cries filled the whole house.

The man picked the boy up by his shirt, making the little boy cry in pain as he tried to get down from his grip. "Listen here. I don't want you coming into our lives and just messing it up. Are we clear? Tell me!"

The man screamed into the little boy's ears, making him cry even louder. "TELL ME!" He screamed even louder. His fiery eyes wanted to kill.

The boy didn't do anything. He just continued crying. "YOU LITTLE-" He screamed even louder. He threw his son on the ground and punched his cheek. A bruise and dark red blood appeared on the man's knuckles. He didn't stop. He continued doing this. Each punch hurt more and more. Blood came out from each one he pulled.

This was horrifying. He had to call the police- he had to ask for help. Never in his life has he ever seen anything traumatizing, so brutal. He could feel himself cry along with the small boy.

The little boy cried harder and harder, but Soonyoung knew that no matter how hard he would cry, no one can save him. Each punch the father gave was a cry from his poor little son.

Soonyoung wanted to help. But he couldn't. Somehow how hard he wanted to try, his legs couldn't mive. He was just stuck watching the beating of the small kid.

The cries of the boy got louder. So loud that he could hear the woman from the other room running to the closet while she was crying. The man had no mercy.

This wasn't right. Never once in his life has he ever seen anything like this. He thought families were all happiness and love- not this. Definitely not this.

The woman barged into the room, she was trembling. The kitchen knife she held in her hand was shaking. She looked to the small boy who was crying with a blood coming from his cheeks. His father who looked like he was ready for more.

Soonyoung lomed at the three of them. Everything's happening so fast. He really wished for all of them to be okay and loving in the end. He can't bear to stand this.

Once the man saw his wife enterx he stopped punching him mid-air. Though the cries of the child never stopped, instead it grew louder and louder.

The woman gulped and held the small kitchen knife tightly. She looked at the boy before staring at his husband with furious eyes.

Everything for Soonyoung happened so quick.

"DOWON YOU BASTARD! STOP HURTING MY SON! STOP HURTING OUR JIHOON!"

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