I'M HERE ;; yeongyu ?

Yeonjun went pale, his face almost a shade of pearly white. His heart thumped nervously, then he spoke, "o-oh just ignore t-them Gyu, hmm? It's their loss for not seeing a beauty like you. J-just let it go, p-please?.."

Beomgyu cheered up a little then replied to the older, "okay hyung! Then again, jokes' on them, right?"

"Right, now how about we go home, hmm? I reckon you're quite tired of the games we had earlier..and we can drop by the a café to buy some roti, how about that?"

"Sounds perfect hyung, I'll go for ginger curry sauce though, your sour cream and onion dip was disgusting.."

"You kidding me? That was better than yours! I mean, who in the world want to eat ginger?"

"Well, me obviously.."

And the bickering went on as Yeonjun had called Mr. Pemberton to pick them up. Dropping by the café for a bit of roti , and headed straight home.

"Thank you Kingsley.." Said Yeonjun to the driver.

"Anytime Sir!" Replied Mr. Pemberton, sneaking a glace beside Yeonjun.

And with that, both males went inside their home, showered, changed into their evening robes, and told stories and sang lullabies.

Beomgyu was fast asleep quite early, which leaves Yeonjun laying on his back, palms under his head and eyes observing the ceiling, clearly deep in thought.

A tear rolled down Yeonjun's soft cheeks.

Gyu, I can't do this anymore, not when you're starting to.... ahhh! I can't even say the word anymore. I just want you back.

I know, I'm selfish. And everything was my fault in the first place. And I'm going to do this for you, Gyu.

I told you to let it go earlier, but now, I'm the one who has to let go of you..

A week has passed and both males were currently inside the dome, planting nature. Beomgyu busying himself with his hibiscus seeds and Yeonjun with his fern. Both seeming to steal a glance at each other every now and then.

And both of them were oddly.. silent.

God! Why is it so awkward..

Well,

To Beomgyu, Yeonjun had been suspiciously weird lately. After their little incident in the amusement park, the older had been switching on and off quite a lot.

He would sometimes be so clingy and wouldn't leave the younger.

There was a time that Yeonjun woke up from what seemed to be a nightmare, and saying that he was sorry an awful lot of times, and not to mention suddenly hugging a sleeping Beomgyu that he woke up coughing out of lack of oxygen.

Sometimes however, he would be distant and not talk to the younger at all, mostly Yeonjun being quiet in a corner and buried deep down in his thoughts.

Beomgyu had been confused a lot himself, seems like Yeonjun's not the only one huddled up in a corner, deep in thoughts.

The younger's imaginations have been fooling him multiple times also. Usually, whatever Beomgyu were feeling, it reflects Yeonjun.

But now, why does it feel like it's gone the other way around?

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