Pink Monkey
Pink Monkey | Jongkey , Onkey | pg-13 | 584
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Hello!
My name is Jongkey. I'm a stuffed animal. A pink monkey to be precise. I'm living at the dorm of my owners Jonghyun and Kibum.
In this one year of my life with them I was the symbol of their love, I was often cuddled with them in bed, sometimes between them, but most times next to Kibum umma.
I still remember how I was sitting in the shop window, waiting for someone to buy me when Jonghyun appa passed the window, but abruptly stopped and looked at me. I thought he was really handsome and the only thing I could wish for was that this man with this kind look in his eyes would buy me, because I always hated those little kids that were torturing you until you had only one eye.
A few minutes later I was in his bag as he happily hummed with this beautiful smooth voice of his. I loved it when he sang.
When I was taken out of the bag, I was greeted by the sight of an as handsome man who had tears of happiness in his eyes. He swung me around cuddled with me and then introduced himself as Kibum umma and the other man as Jonghyun appa.
They named me Jongkey.
I had a good life with umma and appa, they were always nice to me. But then one time I was really sad because I was thrown against appa while umma was screaming, tears falling endlessly out of his eyes. I knew that those tears were not tears of happiness and that made me even more sad than the fact that I was thrown around.
Even thought I still often cuddled with Kibum umma, it was mostly when Jonghyun appa wasn't home and then I would end up feeling a little bit heavy because tears had soaked me.
Sometimes I would even be forgotten in a corner when umma was doing things he normally did with appa with Jinki hyung and somehow I couldn't shake the feeling that it was wrong off me even thought umma felt good and sounded really happy.
The nights alone with umma became more and the nights when I was soaked with tears too and sometimes it was not only Kibum umma who was crying but also Jonghyun appa. Everytime I was finally dry again someone would come and cry and again I would have to bear this heavy feeling of being wet.
I began to hate Jinki hyung more and more, even thought he was making umma feel good he was always glaring at me and he once tried to rip me apart but luckily umma came and stopped him.
There were times when I didn't see Jonghyun appa for a week and it hurt, because in those times Jinki hyung would come more often and Kibum umma would cry so much, that I didn't even dry before someone cried again.
But this feeling of wetness from tears was a lot better than the feeling of wetness the rain leaves inside of me.
The rain that is falling on me while I'm lying in the trash can, hoping someone would come and get me.
But still the feeling of the rain was not as bad as the jabbing feeling in the heart I don't have. Kibum umma had apologized, but still it hurt and that was the moment I wanted to cry so badly, but I couldn't, because I'm a stuffed animal. A pink monkey.
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- I apologize for grammar/spelling mistakes english is not my native language.
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