My Ideal Type Is Kang Taehyun | TaeGyu

Here today, gone tomorrow

"I–I should go and freshen up." He excused himself, following Beomgyu to point to the bathroom.

"See, you made him uncomfortable!" The stern expression again replaced Beomgyu's adorable smile as he heard the bathroom door click.

"Me? Huh! You're the one who was about to do inappropriate things to him right before my virgin eyes." Ryujin showed her tongue but as Beomgyu was about to give her a scolding because Taehyun was literally a door away from them before she snapped her fingers gleefully.

"Beomgyu-ah, have you met the other three tall boys who came as Jungkook oppa's guests?" She cupped her cheeks, continuing with a dreamy expression, "The best man's boyfriend is such a hottie~ I forgot his name huhu."

"Choi Yeonjun." Beomgyu rolled his eyes.

"Right, Choi Yeon—" Ryujin paused, then smirked at the raven-haired, who visibly gasped at his own bluntness. "Ahha! He was your Choi Yeonjun, huh?"

She took a step forward, the aura of a conqueror surrounding her. "Now that I think about it, he truly is someone worth drooling over. So were you crushing on and bragging about someone else's boyfriend?"

Beomgyu sighed, shaking his head. "It's over between us."

Ryujin tilted her head in confusion, before the pieces of the puzzle came together.

"By any chance, is Choi Yeonjun your ex? Are you acting with that penniless kid—"

"Kang Taehyun. He has a name." Beomgyu cut off coldly, crossing his arms. "And why would something so ridiculous even cross your mind?"

"Because you're Choi Beomgyu, the pettiest person I've ever seen."

The raven-haired huffed a breath of annoyance, running his fingers through his hair. "Look I don't care what you think about me. Just don't talk about Taehyun that way, okay? You just saw how we are with your own eyes, so drop whatever ideas you're having already!"

"Okay, okay." Ryujin raised her hands to stop him, he was now breathing heavily from all the speaking. So she just clicked her tongue and got out of the room.

Beomgyu sighed in relief, throwing himself on his back and landing on the bed. He shut his eyes and relaxed but jolted up when he heard a click.

He didn't hear all of that, did he? Beomgyu gulped as his eyes followed Taehyun walking out of the bathroom and coming to sit beside him.

"Please don't mind my half-cousin. She's crazy—"

"She wasn't wrong though." Taehyun cut him off, staring at their shoes, which displayed the biggest difference of their class.

Shit! Beomgyu pressed his lips together, then scooted closer to the younger.

"Do you not have to go to your mother? It'd be better if you guys sorted out before the wedding." Taehyun spoke, still not meeting his gaze.

"Y–Yes, I shall go now."

Taehyun then turned around with his usual affectionate smile to flatten some of the older's raven strands.

"Do you want me to be there with you?"

"Uhhh, I'd like to but since it's a family matter, I don't think they'll be comfortable with that—"

"Then I'll crash at Hyuka's room—"

"Wait." Beomgyu gripped the younger's wrist to stop him from running away. They both stayed silent, only the sound of their breaths enclosing them until the older gave in.