accidental encore | taegyu

beomgyu doesn't even get a chance to plan out what to do next when his phone vibrates again.

he stares at the notification that appears at the top of his screen.

tyun:
which singer?

beomgyu's eyes widen. "which singer?" which singer?! is he kidding? he doesn't even know?

"what did he say?" soobin asks, still grinning as he sprawls onto beomgyu's couch, completely unbothered by the chaos he just caused.

beomgyu throws him a sharp glare before typing furiously.

gyu:
...are you serious.
check your goddamn twitter.

a few minutes pass. beomgyu stares at his screen, watching as the message status stays at "seen" for far too long.

then, suddenly—

tyun is typing...

and typing.

and typing.

then his message finally comes in:

tyun:
oh my god.
IT'S NOT ME.

tyun:
i swear to fucking god that's not me. do you really think i'd be dumb enough to go out in public and hold hands with some random girl while the tour is literally still ongoing??

beomgyu purses his lips. okay. fair point.

but also, the guy did take an eleven-hour flight just to show up at his apartment for less than a day, so really, anything is possible at this point.

before he can even think of a response, taehyun sends another message.

tyun:
gyu, you have to believe me. that guy doesn't even have my side profile. look at the nose. that's not my nose.

beomgyu rolls his eyes. "who the hell defends themselves by talking about their nose?"

soobin snickers. "he's desperate, huh?"

beomgyu ignores him.

another message comes in.

tyun:
wait. WAIT. let me send something.

beomgyu watches as a photo attachment starts loading. when it fully comes through, he clicks on it.

it's a blurry selfie of taehyun, most likely taken in a rush, hair messy, looking dead inside. and in the background, there's a giant tour poster plastered on a wall.

tyun:
literally taking this right now. i'm at the venue. do you believe me now.

beomgyu stares at the picture.

beomgyu doesn't respond immediately. he just stares at the picture, tilting his head slightly, analyzing every detail. the guy in the blurry photo from twitter does look kind of like taehyun. same build, similar hairstyle. but... the nose thing actually makes sense. the angle is off.

taehyun must be desperate because he keeps spamming.

tyun:
gyu, please, i'm literally begging you.
you're not actually mad at me, right? you know i wouldn't do that, right??

tyun:
like how could i even go out with a girl while

beomgyu watches as taehyun's typing bubble lingers for a few more seconds.

then the message deletes.

he blinks.

another message comes in instead: