Fighting Bleeding Losing | Yeongyu / Beomjun

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Beomgyu

"Come on Binnie Hyung ! Ouch Hyuka you stepped on my feet!" Beomgyu laughed as he helped his friend to enter in his dorm, thinking his roommate won't be there as usual. He fastly understood that he was wrong when he saw Yeonjun, Taehyun and Wooyoung on the couch, the two older ones smoking, an absurd amount of smoke in the air.

"Oh hi Yeonjunnie !" Drunk Soobin joyfully exclaimed when he saw the boys. "Tyunnie is also here... Hyuka say hi to your Taehyun hyung!" The drunk boy said to his younger friend who was as drunk as him. "Hi Taehyun hyung!" He shouted, waving his hand at the three boys. In reality, he had no idea who the hell is Taehyun.

"Taehyun ? Can you do me a favor ? You owe me one" Beomgyu said, ignoring his roommate. "Yeah... I guess ?" The white-haired boy replied calmly, watching closely the unknown boy who greeted him. "They... they don't want to walk anymore and they're wasted... can you drive them to Huening Kai home ?" The almost-sober boy asked, a pout on his lips. "Sure don't worry!" The younger assured, forgetting to ask the boy the address.

Like that, Taehyun escorted Soobin and the boy he assumed to be called Huening Kai to his car without knowing where to go.

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After an hour or so, Taehyun was still not back, the three boys guessed that he went home afterward. Eventually, Beomgyu went to his room, leaving the two boys in the smelly living room.

"Wooyoung. Leave." The older demanded when he understood that Taehyun won't come back. "Why ? We were having fu-" The smaller boy asked only to be cut mid-sentence by Yeonjun's harsh voice "I said leave. Right now" Yeonjun hissed, Wooyoung could feel the hostility of the older so, for once, he behaved and went to his own dorm without a single word.

Yeonjun smiled when the younger closed the door and almost immediately, he walked to Beomgyu's room, opening the door without knocking.

Beomgyu was apparently getting ready to go to bed, he was wearing a loose white shirt and oversized sweat pants, Yeonjun couldn't help but stare at the other boy for some seconds.

"Yeonjun ?" Beomgyu mumbled, sitting on his own bed. "Came to see you." Yeonjun admitted quietly, walking closer to the younger boy. To be honest,he was more than drunk, he couldn't even think straight.

"Yeonjun you're drunk." Beomgyu stated, his eyes finding Yeonjun's. The latter bite his lips then walked closer and closer until he was only a few inches away from Beomgyu who was still sitting on his bed.

Yeonjun's hands made their way to Beomgyu's face, slowly touching his button nose, his rosy cheeks, his plump mouth. He took some time to watch Beomgyu. He was ethereal. He loved his sparkling eyes.

"Pretty." Yeonjun whispered only for himself to hear. The said boy's fingers slowly made their way to Beomgyu's neck but before he could touch the younger throat, the latter grabbed tightly Yeonjun's wrist.

Like the last time, Yeonjun let out a pained whine. "F-Fuck it hurts" he whined, trying to get off of Beomgyu's grip. "What hurts ?" The younger asked, he was definitely confused by the older behavior.

"Wrist... Wrist hurts so bad... stop holding it" he pleaded, his eyes getting full of tears. Beomgyu's eyes widened and he slowly let go.

"Yeonjun... don't move, okay ?" He softly spoke, trying to not scare the drunk older. Yes, he hated the older -or he used to hate him- but he was still worried about him. He gently grabbed the older's sleeve and lift it with the same sweetness.