Fighting Bleeding Losing | Yeongyu / Beomjun

Yeonjun

While they were smoking and getting high the day before, Beomgyu said something that interested Yeonjun a lot.

"Hyung. I don't want to see my family again and Christmas is in only two days... spend Christmas with me please."

Of course, after the traumatic event of the last year, Yeonjun wasn't going to see his family for Christmas so here he was, during the official first day of the winter holidays, in a mall searching for a present for his roommate he is supposed to hate.

His eyes couldn't quit the objects in his hands that he found some store shelves away. He was mesmerized by the little objects hypnotized by the thought of Beomgyu with them.

A pink lipstick and a small tube of nail polish were resting in his left hand while he was grasping tightly a white crop top, a pink skirt, and a little necklace with a pendant forming a "Y" in his right hand. Shit, without even noticing he was almost drooling.

Flashbacks of when the stupid guys of the school harassed Beomgyu and put makeup on him went into Yeonjun's mind. And he was abnormally feeling aroused.

Yet, he felt angry. Angry because Beomgyu was his doll and nobody else doll. Angry because San and Taehyun were the ones that beat these idiots up and not him. Angry because he did nothing except get off while staring shamelessly at the picture of his roommate.

Yeonjun is straight, everyone know that. But his roommate was so different, he made him feel weird and possessive. He was straight but Beomgyu was an exception. Yeonjun always played with girls and never caught feeling for any of them so maybe he was just Beomgyu sexual.

Waking up from his little daydream,  Yeonjun went to pay for the five presents suddenly, the day that seemed like agony for him became a lot more interesting. Yeonjun wanted Christmas to come faster.

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Beomgyu

Beomgyu had a hard time to breath, he couldn't believe what he'd done. He begged Yeonjun to stay with him for Christmas. Now that he sobered up, he just understood how wrong the demand that he did to the older one the day before was wrong yet he was in the middle of a ridiculously decorated store, searching for a cheap present for the boy he hates the most in the world.

The boy took a long and deep breath, regaining slowly composure as he was in the middle of the store. He didn't want to do a panic attack and look weak or worse- like an attention seeker.

"What does Yeonjun like ?" He questioned himself as he started to walk again into the mall. Video games? Not Yeonjun's thing. Fashion? Too expensive. Work out accessories? Yeonjun won't use them. Jewelry? Either not in his budget or ugly and cheap looking. Decoration for his room? No, he likes to keep it neutral and lifeless. Food? Who the hell gifts food for Christmas. Book? Yeonjun doesn't read. Drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes? Hell no, Beomgyu wasn't going to encourage Yeonjun in his addiction.

Then what does Yeonjun like ?... 'He likes neutral and basic things. He hates people and Christmas... He- He likes music !' Bingo! Beomgyu's face enlightened, he finally had an idea! Yeonjun liked music, so he was going to write him a song... well he promised to never play music again but this time it was different, it was for Yeonjun, not for him.

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Yeonjun

He waited for the two days to pass, and the time passed abnormally slowly.

But it was worth waiting because he was now with Beomgyu, eating together the plate the younger cooked for the both of them.

"Merry Christmas I guess" Beomgyu mumbled, his voice almost drowned by the loud Christmas songs in the background. "Hmm" Yeonjun hummed as an answer, his leg shaking nervously. The air was filled with awkwardness but neither of them did anything to change it. "Can we just give each other presents ?" Yeonjun impatiently asked, picking his nails uncomfortably. "It's only 11pm Yeonjun-" Beomgyu deadpanned. "I don't care. Pretty please Beomgyu I want to give you your presents." He pleaded, acting ridiculously cute. "Ok...OK but I give you your present first !" Beomgyu giggled as the older nodded.

Beomgyu went to his room, finding his old acoustic guitar he didn't use for years. He came back in the living room and sat on his chair with a bright smile. "It's not perfect okay... I-I wrote it for you."  Beomgyu muttered as Yeonjun paused the background music.

Beomgyu cleared his throat.

"
I know I love you
이 제로의 세계 속
I know you're my one and only" Beomgyu started to sing, making Yeonjun's heart melt.

Then, after seconds of Yeonjun being mesmerized by Beomgyu, the latter started to sing the chorus of the song.

"난 문제 투성이 love sick
길이 없었어
죽어도 좋았어
I'm a loser in this game
세계의 유일한 법칙
나를 구해줘
내 손을 잡아줘
Please use me like a drug" These lyrics touched Yeonjun's heart more than it should, and the older boy's breath was getting heavier.

"Say you love me
Say you love me
세계의 끝까지
All or nothing
I want all of you, I know I love you~" Beomgyu finished the song and the room became silent.

"Sorry if it was bad I-" "It was fucking perfect." Yeonjun exclaimed, interrupting Beomgyu. He gently grasped Beomgyu's guitar and laid it on the couch to not break it. Then, in contrast with his sweet actions, he roughly grabbed the younger's jaw. "Let me get your presents" He whispered in the younger ear before he walked to his room, leaving Beomgyu breathless once again.

When he came back with three little boxes and gave them to Beomgyu, the younger couldn't retain his big smile.

After Yeonjun gave him a quick nod, Beomgyu tore the tiniest present's wrapping paper. The younger boy watched the little necklace with the silver pendant 'Y' kind of confused. "Why a 'Y'?" Beomgyu asked. "Like my name. 'Y' like Yeonjun. 'Cause you're mine and I'm yours." Yeonjun explained with a smirk as he watched the younger widening his eyes and blushing madly. "R-Right" The young boy stuttered before Yeonjun took the necklace from Beomgyu's hand to tie the said necklace around Beomgyu's delicate neck.

"Suit you so well" Yeonjun breathily said as his eyes were glued on the younger's fragile neck. After a shy "Thanks" Beomgyu opened the second gift; a crop top and a skirt. His breath hitched when he saw the tiny piece of clothing in his hands. "Junnie I-" "You'll look perfect" Yeonjun interrupted the younger.

"Open the other presents." Yeonjun demanded and Beomgyu could only accept, looking at the older with big doe eyes. So he tore the wrapping paper fastly, licking his lips impatiently when his eyes met the lipstick tube and nail polish. "It's for me?" The younger asked, still looking at Yeonjun with his innocent eyes. "Of course." The older chuckled and then grabbed the lipstick from the smaller's tiny hands.

He opened the tube and, as gently as he could, he applied the pink lipstick on the younger's lips. Beomgyu shivered when his roommate's cold hands touched his hot skin. "You're so fucking pretty" Yeonjun cursed when he saw the younger's face. "Kiss my neck." He then ordered, making the younger's cheeks go even redder than before.

After some seconds of hesitation, Beomgyu's lips found the older's neck, leaving wet kisses and red smudges. "Mmh...That's right Beommie. Don't stop" He hummed as one of his hands grabbed roughly the younger's hair and the other one squeezed the latter's waist.

"Yeonjun I..."

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Idk... this chapter is not good at all lol

Christmas special almost in time (2 months after its still okay?)