Saved By You ?

Protagonist: Choi Yeonjun and Choi Soobin
Side ship: Taegyu

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"Beomgyu, I.. I think I-I love him." Yeonjun, the cold hearted senior of CYSM High School had finally fallen in love.

And what was more happier to his best friend Beomgyu other than this?

"OH MY GOD BISH FINALLY!!" He exclaimed, his silky black locks bouncing upwards as he jumped lightly.

"What- No, don't shout." The older quickly said, trying to shut the other's motor mouth up.

"I mean, isn't it a fucking happy news!? We should go and celebrate!" The ravenette stated with a cheerful voice.

"Ugh, we can do it later." Yeonjun groaned out. "First think how I should confess to him."

"Uhm, you could...uh.." Beomgyu started thinking and then snapped his fingers the next second. "I've got it!"

"Huh?" Asked the dumbfounded other male, shaking his lime yellow hair strands.

"You can give him a water bottle, and write your confession on its lebel." Said the ravenette with a cheeky smile and glossy eyes.

"The fuck! How did even Tae fall for you!?" Disgusted Yeonjun smacked the younger's head.

"Like this!" The smacked male squealed and let himself fall on the green grass beneath with a loud thud.
Yeonjun just sighed disappointedly. At this point, he wasn't even surprised anymore at these shits of Beomgyu.

How could he! He'd been with the younger for fifteen years now!

But that wasn't the matter. How was he going to confess to Soobin, the only person he'd fallen for after years of being alone?

You might be wondering how he met Soobin. This was something not Yeonjun neither Soobin thought would happen, but destiny made it happen anyway.

-Flashback-

One year ago-

The physics class was too boring for Yeonjun to stay inside that. So, he just made an eye contact with Beomgyu, silently signalling him that he was getting himself out of this shithole anyhow.

The lime haired went in front and took permission from the teacher to go to the washroom, though he didn't need to. It was just that one common excuse everyone used if they didn't like the class.

However, when he entered the washroom, he noticed a cute-looking purple haired boy with dimples on both of his cheeks, sniffing and there was another guy, whom he didn't look at that closely. Yeonjun assumed, that the guy probably was the sniffing one's friend or something, so he just shrugged it off. Like, it was so common to see a boy crying and his friends comforting him.

When he came out of the chamber after release, he spotted the boy again, and he was sobbing softly on a tissue. But his sobs had stopped as soon as he saw Yeonjun coming out of the chamber.

So that dude wasn't his friend. Yeonjun thought to himself and quickly washed his hands. Grabbing a tissue from beside, he walked over to the male who was now not crying but just sniffling softly.

Throwing the used tissue away into the waste basket, he placed his hand gently on the other's back, who just kept looking down, not making an eye contact.

"What's wrong?" Yeonjun tried asking softly, but it still sounded a little harsh as it had been so long since he used that soft tone.

But there were just soft sniffles in reply, and the purple-head had a frightened expression on his face, as if Yeonjun would hurt him.