Bloom | Chapter 22 : Broken Mirrors Bring Bad Luck
Pairing : kim doyoung x fem!reader
Genre : fluff, angst, arranged marriage au!, CEO doyoung! au.
Warnings : mmmm idkKkk none actually hAh karma isn't a warning ;))
A/n : hellowww I'm sorry for uploading tHIS late, but bear with me here. Hopefully, this chapter brings us justice because DAMN honestly. Well, enjoy!!!
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(btw, White Day is a holiday that occurs exactly a month after Valentine's day, it's when the boys give their significant others (girls) gifts, because on Valentine's day, the girls give it to the boys. This is for context :>>)
"Dad," Doyoung placed down his teacup on the table, straightening his back, "Why didn't you tell me about this?"
Doyoung's father sighed and placed his own saucer down. The light from the windows of the living room shone on his coffee. Mingyu crossed his legs and kept his fingers comfortably crossed over his knees as his eyes darted front and back, anticipating Mr. Kim's next move.
"I was afraid you wouldn't think rationally and blame Katherine for all I said."
Doyoung only clicked his tongue. "Oh, but I would."
"And when I saw you getting defensive," his father continued, unfazed by his son rolling his eyes and mumbling side commentary, "I knew I should not say anything. I had initially thought I would have told you, but I changed my mind pretty quick."
"Dad. That was stupid to trust someone whom you aren't even related to."
"I had no choice!" His father seemed rather guilty than upset, "You know her father. I couldn't just say no?"
"Yes, Dad," Mingyu shook his head, "That's the point. You could have. Close or not."
"You would never understand."
His father looked down as Doyoung sighed, standing up and picking up his teacup. After he kept it in the kitchen, he silently walked past the room they were in, strolling towards the door and grabbing the keys as Mingyu walked behind him.
"Doyoung!" He called as Doyoung opened the door, "Where are you going?"
He rolled his eyes and skipped to where his brother was, and whispered, "Don't be so harsh on Dad. It's not his fault."
"What do you mean? He spread misinformation."
"Yes, I know, but I can tell he's guilty."
"I don't know, Mingyu, it'll take me some time to get used to."
Mingyu pushed his brother out the door and walked with him. "So, what are you planning on doing now?"
"Cutting Katherine and her family off."
"Don't make a hasty decision. You know, I'm always here~"
Mingyu stuck his fingers in the dimples of his cheeks as Doyoung gagged. "Stop. You're not cute."
"Ah, shut up! It embarrassed you, and that's what's funny."
Mingyu laughed as his brother slowly inched away from him towards the car. "But besides that, I'm expecting you to handle everything..." He took a pause, and then spoke, with a loud and firm tone as Doyoung opened the door of the car, "Maturely."
"Yes, yes," Doyoung waved his hand, "Maturely."
"And I hope you got a good box of chocolates for Y/n," Mingyu spun on his heel and walked towards the enterance door as the engine of the car whirred to life.
Mingyu turned around, a smug expression on his mature and fair features, "Oh, did the pretty husband forget?"
Doyoung stared at him in confusion.
"Oh, silly me. Doyoung~" His brother patted his head, making a heart with his fingers.
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Doyoung shuffled inside the house. Y/n was lying comfortably on the couch, scrolling through a list of movies on the TV, and mumbling to herself. Her ashy brown hair were tied into a un-neat bun over her head. Her lips were dyed red from the Raspberry Lolly she was constantly licking, and there were splatters of pink stains on her worn out, oversized, grey t-shirt. She looked like a 23 year old child, just staring at the screen angrily and groaning, when she heard the clucking of Doyoung's shoes. She looked behind, and saw him roll his eyes as he threw his bag on the couch and slouched next to her.
She threw the remote at him. As he switched between movies, she looked at him, her lolly in her lips, and scrunched up her nose at him. "Tone the cologne down, big guy."
"You can still smell it?"
"Well, yeah!" She got up and hopped over to the freezer, picking out two more ice pops, "You literally drown yourself in that scent."
She rolled her eyes and handed him a blueberry ice pop. "You should really get changed, though."
He shook his head as he settled down even further as the movie buffered, tearing the wrapper open. "You sound like my mom. "Doyoung! Go get changed!" I'll do it, damn."
"No, I know you won't do it."
She bit the last of her ice pop and reached for another, "I just know."
He bit off the top of the ice pop, "Just so you know, were watching a kid's movie."
"Oh, and I got you this."
She turned her head around as he pulled something out of his pocket. It was long, like a shiny noodle. She couldn't really tell what it was until he pushed his treat in her direction. "Here, hold this."
He steadied himself infront of her as she stared in confusion, and put two of his arms around her neck. She felt his hands working something right behind on her neck, and in less than a second, a rose gold necklace, adorned with small, crystal clear jewels, hung around her neck. He looked down at the pendant for a couple of seconds, and it seemed that the light reflecting from the jewels was shining in his dark yet bright eyes. His eyes flickered and met her own, "This really compliments your eyes, did you know that?"
"Yeah," his cheeks started turning as red as her ice pop, "Like, I mean, I knew the sale's lady said it would be pretty on you when I showed her your photo, but like, damn I didn't know it would look this...pretty."
"Why did you buy it? It's not my birthday."
He took his ice pop from her fingers, and ended up getting absorbed with the feel of her fingers around his own, "Did you forget?"
"Looks very pretty, Doyoung," she whispered, fingering the necklace.
"Yep, I know," he inched closer as the both of them focussed on the movie, his cold and blueberry scented breath whispering in her ear, "But not as pretty as you."
"Shut up! You're ruining the movie!"
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"So, Katherine," Caroline snatched her teacup away from Katherine's tray laying on the garden table, "You seem uneasy today."
Katherine tucked her hair behind her ear as she looked down, her face flushing after receiving Y/n's piercing gaze.
"N-no. I don't think so."
"Hm. Don't you think, Y/n. I feel like she's a little bit under the weather."
Caroline and Y/n exchanged a smirk.
"Yes, too bad," Y/n admired the pendant of her necklace around her freshly manicured nails.
Word spreads around fast, for Caroline knew exactly what and why everything had occured. How did she find out? Y/n didn't know herself. But, Caroline's undying resentment for the situation really seemed to shine through, as she pined and poked at every small detail to bring down Katherine. Even going to the lengths of complimenting Y/n, which, of course, boiled Katherine's blood.
Y/n pushed her teacup away from herself, turning her head away. "Katherine, I don't like the tea. I'm going to pass."
She looked up, her eyes fixating on the necklace that hung prettily around Y/n's neck.
"That's a beautiful necklace, where did you buy it?"
Y/n looked up, straightening her back, plastering a smile on her face which immediately screamed rage, "Doyoung."
Caroline's chair screeched as she stood, picking up her purse. "Sorry, I have to be somewhere. Y/n will keep you company, won't you, Y/n?"
Her eyes shone mischievously as Y/n, and she smirked before spinning on her heel towards the door.
As soon as the door slam shut, the warmth in the air seemed to churn into something unpleasantly cold and unsettling. Katherine felt Y/n's gaze looking down upon her.
She took in a deep breath as she picked up the tray with the tea set. The tray was shaking violently under her hold, and she walked towards the kitchen. Y/n scoffed, and stood up as Katherine disappeared down the hall.
"Hey, Katherine?" Her voice boomed and echoed throughout the house, "Take care, would you? We don't want another unfortunate mishap happening, now would we?"
There was a shattering noise, accompanied with a loud shriek. "It burns!"
Y/n sighed, her heels walking down the halls along the same path Caroline walked out. "Like I said, take care!"
The sound of Katherine falling on her knees around the burning liquid and shattered glass wasn't heard due from how loud Y/n shut the front door. She screamed, pulling her hair out. She yelled, she cried, she broke the glass further ; it wasn't worth it. No one heard her. She was left to rot, along with scorching hot tea and unsuccessful plans, in a dark house. The silent murmur of the cold wind blowing in the house whispered her goodnight, and all she could hope for was when, or even if, her own husband would find her lying in a petrified state like this.
Really, history does repeat itself. Was this history, or was it just the sweet taste of karma?
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