Fighting Bleeding Losing | Yeongyu / Beomjun

Beomgyu

Beomgyu woke up to a warm feeling and a loud noise of  a snore.

Yeonjun was there, hugging him, procuring warm against his body. "Shit." Beomgyu whispered, feeling his heart skip a beat.

Why the hell was he feeling like that ? Yeonjun is his friend. Only a friend. Also an ex but still a friend. And friends can share a bed when there's only one, it does not make things weird between them.

After a few seconds of hard thinking, Beomgyu decided to get up without waking up Yeonjun. Poor boy deserves sleep.

He walked down the house until he reached the kitchen where Yeonjun's dad was cooking breakfast. "Hi Beomgyu ! Slept well ?" The man asked with a gentle smile. "It was probably the best sleep of my life !" Beomgyu exclaimed back, taking the plate the man was handing him. "Sausage and scrambled eggs ! My specialty since I was sent to end my studies in London."

"Wow, you went to London. That's so cool !" Beomgyu said with wide eyes, his own dad surely could never relate. "Dad, quit recounting everyone your biography, Beomgyu doesn't need to know your whole life." A voice suddenly startled the two men.

It was Yeonjun, who probably just woke up, yet, in Beomgyu's eyes, he was looking attractive as ever. "Ah, young man, nobody told you to respect your old dad?" Yeonjun's father scolded, pulling his son's ear, not hard enough to actually hurt him.

After minutes of the two men bickering like children, Yeonjun finally took a step back and grabbed Beomgyu's wrist. "Anyway, may I steal Beomgyu ? I have some places to show him."

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Yeonjun

Once the two boys cleaned up and put on some decent clothes, they both made their way to Yeonjun's car. "Where are you bringing me ?" Beomgyu asked after fastening his seat belt. "It's a secret." Yeonjun smirked.

But Beomgyu won't let go easily. Throughout the whole journey, the younger kept asking Yeonjun where they were going, showing him his best puppy eyes.

And it seemingly worked because the older sighed and spoke. "Stop looking at me like that, I'll tell you! We'll go to my mom's favorite café, then to my childhood park and when the sun goes down, we'll go see the sunset at the beach."

That sounds like a date. But it really isn't. Friends don't go to dates together, right ? And Yeonjun is straight.

It's only a friendly hangout, nothing more, nothing less.

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Beomgyu

After spending their morning laughing and talking at the Café, they went to the park, like Yeonjun promised.

"I brought sandwiches for us if you're still hungry." Yeonjun said, taking two sandwiches out of his bag to show them to his friend.

And as much as Beomgyu thinks it's just really friendly, it looks pretty much like a date.

"Stop thinking, Beomgyu. I can hear your thoughts from here." Yeonjun joked, flicking the smaller boy's forehead. "Let's sit there and eat, Beommie." The older continued.

Gosh... Beomgyu loved when Yeonjun called him that.

So, they both sat on the green grass, ready to share their lunch, until something caught Beomgyu's eyes.

Look, he may be hallucinating, but Beomgyu is pretty sure that he just saw Wooyoung and San talking to each other. But that's not possible. They hate each other, duh.

"Beommie, you have to eat." Yeonjun said, waving his hand in front of Beomgyu's face to catch his attention.

So he did. He tried to forget what he just saw and just focus on the pretty boy in front of him.

"Beomgyu. Does liking a boy make me gay ?" Yeonjun suddenly asked, breaking the silence. "What do you mean... Isn't the definition of being gay liking boys ?" Beomgyu replied with a frown on his face.

"I'm lost, Beomgyu. I had a discussion with my mother yesterday, and since then I'm so fucking lost." The older sighed, finishing the sandwich he had in his hand.

"You know, one of my friends told me to stop thinking, and I think you should also follow that advice. Just do what you think is good, no matter your sexuality or who you are." Beomgyu stopped a few seconds, unsure if he should continue or not. So, he chose to continue.

"Just know that I'll love you no matter what."

The two boys' breath hitched.

'I'm fucking fucked.' Beomgyu thought.

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After eating, they decided to walk a little, talking about their lives, childhoods, and dreams and admiring the beautiful view of the park.

It was nice, sweet, and beautiful. The two boys were enjoying silently until Yeonjun spoke."Wait, isn't that Wooyoung ?? With San ?" He exclaimed.

And, Beomgyu is maybe dreaming, but he's pretty sure he's seeing San and Wooyoung kissing each other right now.

"Shit. Am I dreaming ?" Beomgyu asked.

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Short chapter I am sorry, it's almost the end.^^