The deadline Louis had assigned to Beomgyu was up by now and there was no sign of Yeonjun or Soobin.
Beomgyu had tried calling Yeonjun but the latter's phone had been switched off.
Beomgyu plopped himself on the couch digging his finger nails into his head, he was beyond frustrated and it was given him a hell of an headache.
Before he could make a decision in his mind to go and meet Louis, he heard the front door open and he rose his head to it.
Just like that his anger, guilt and sadness got flushed down the drain as a huge smile made his way to his lips.
Without thinking he hopped off the chair and darted off to meet Yeonjun, he would have wrapped himself around the taller male if it weren't for Soobin he was carrying in his arms.
Beomgyu covered his mouth with his hands not knowing whether to scream or cry.
"Should I lay him on the couch?" Yeonjun finally spoke breaking the silence.
"No, his room," Beomgyu led Yeonjun up the stairs, his smile never leaving his face.
Yeonjun followed Beomgyu up to Soobin's room and slowly placed Soobin on the bed.
The blue haired male had been thoroughly cleaned, his head was bandaged as well as his knee.
"I took him to my dad's brother, he is a doctor, he promised not to say anything," Yeonjun turned his view from Soobin to Beomgyu, "his medicine and crutches are in the car out-"
Beomgyu launched at Yeonjun wrapping his arms around the taller male's neck and placing his head at the crook of it.
Yeonjun was taken aback by this and took a moment to adjust to this new emotional outburst from Beomgyu before awkwardly wrapping his arms around Beomgyu bringing the shorter male closer to him.
He placed his head on top of Beomgyu's enjoying the soothing tone of his heartbeat which was mixed with his own slow beats, so far only Beomgyu could make him feel this way.
"Thank you," Beomgyu said lifting his gaze to Yeonjun, "I hope you didn't get hurt, I was worried."
"You were worried about....me?" Yeonjun was genuinely confused.
"Well, yeah and Soobin as well," Beomgyu stated like it was the most obvious thing on earth, "I tried calling you when you left to get Soobin but you weren't picking up, I thought you got in trouble."
Yeonjun nodded, Beomgyu was worried about him.
"Kai is outside," Yeonjun said as he heard knocking from downstairs.
"You called him?" Beomgyu exited Soobin's room and headed to the door.
"Yes, Soobin asked me to, before he fell asleep."
Immediately Beomgyu opened the door Huening Kai pushed past him looking round, "where is Soobin?"
Beomgyu could clearly see his tear stained cheeks, "he is upstairs," he said quietly.
Huening Kai dropped the four takeout bags he brought before darting up the stairs.
The doctor adviced that Soobin should eat alot when he regains consciousness.
Huening Kai almost slammed the door to Soobin's room open as he barged in, he didn't think twice before crawling on top of the sleeping male's body and straddling him.
He wrapped his arm around Soobin's neck and placed his head on it.
He was very uncomfortable because he was trying not to apply any form of pressure on Soobin's body, but he would endure it just to be close to him.
He really missed him.
Yeonjun opened the door to Soobin's room and placed Soobin's crutches by the wall and dropped the medicine on the table with the usage directions inside.
Beomgyu on the other hand knew for a fact that he couldn't stay here tonight, both him and Huening Kai still needed some air.
He couldn't ask Taehyun, he was out studying and Beomgyu wasn't on good terms with his study partner.
"I'll be going now," Yeonjun halted at the door, reading Beomgyu's mind like it was a random pamphlet laying on the floor.
"Do you need something?"
"No, no, you've done so much already," Beomgyu didn't have the mind to ask Yeonjun for another favour after the later brought Soobin back.
He felt he would be ungrateful, his only option now was to go to his room at the club where he works.
He would take the risk, the place wasn't a hundred percent safe at night, who knows what kind of weirdo would be lurking around at night looking for someone to hit off with.
To Beomgyu, there was a difference between doing his job and getting used.
Yeonjun didn't like the angle Beomgyu was heading off to so he took a hold of Beomgyu's hand jolting Beomgyu out of his thoughts, "come and stay the night at my place, I can tell you don't want to be with Kai at the moment."
Beomgyu's face heated up a bit at the touch of Yeonjun's hands, "are you going to make me wear the dress again?"
Yeonjun bit back a smile, "no."
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"Thanks again," Beomgyu said to Yeonjun slowly sipping his juice.
He had met Namjoon and was kind of embarrassed because the said male had remembered him from this club.
He felt he gave off a wrong expression on Yeonjun.
Yeonjun turned to Beomgyu suddenly giving him his whole attention, like he was the most rarest gem he had ever seen.
He was wondering why Beomgyu was so different from the others, how he could make him do things he originally wouldn't have done.
Beomgyu caught onto Yeonjun's intense stare and lowered the cup from his lips, now he was nervous.
Was Yeonjun reconsidering bringing him here?
"If there is anything you want to tell me, don't hold back, I'll listen," Beomgyu nervously licked his lips, bringing Yeonjun's attention to it.
If he couldn't try it out with Anika, he could try with Beomgyu.
The only difference would be he wasn't trying out an experiment, but doing it because he wants to.
"I can put on the maid suit if you want me to."
"There is actually something else I want," Yeonjun lifted his gaze to Beomgyu.
"Anything, as long as it is within my reach."
Beomgyu didn't know if he saw clearly, but he saw Yeonjun's eyes dip down to his lips before feeling the pad of his thumb slowly caressing it.
Beomgyu's cheeks tinted a light shade of pink before he slowly nodded.
Yeonjun leaned forward but before his lips could touch Beomgyu's, he felt a presence beside him so he turned and found Namjoon pretending to pour himself a glass of wine.
"Can we go somewhere else?" Yeonjun asked, his face so close to Beomgyu.
Beomgyu nodded before following Yeonjun up the stairs.
"Save me a glass of hot sauce," Yeonjun said to Namjoon who was actually pouring himself a glass of hot sauce and not wine.
"Use protection," Namjoon retorted.
Both Yeonjun and Namjoon actually tried the father-son thing but it didn't work.
To them they saw themeselves as more of brothers than father and son, but for the sake of the public, they went by the title father and adopted son.
Once again as Beomgyu walked into Yeonjun's room he tried to turn on the light.
"Don't turn it on," Yeonjun said as he closed the door.
"Why do you like the dark so much?" Beomgyu followed Yeonjun to his bed.
"It reminds me of myself, I feel we have a lot of things in common."
"Like what?"
"I'd rather not say, I don't want you to be scared of me."
"Why would I be scared of you, everyone has a different story to tell, why should yours be any different?"
"There is a lot of things you don't know about me."
"Then tell me, I want to know."
Yeonjun could feel curiosity radiating out of Beomgyu.
"Maybe some other time," Yeonjun said inching closer to Beomgyu.
The mood was set back to the way it was before Namjoon ruined it back when they were in the living room.
Beomgyu tried to make the first move seeing as Yeonjun was hesitating, but the pink haired male stopped him.
"To be honest I'm kind of nervous," Yeonjun said, "I've never done this before."
"Ohh," Beomgyu felt kind of bad, " really, and you want to have your first with me?"
"What is wrong with you?" Yeonjun rose a brow.
"You want to waste your first kiss on me, you know what I do right?"
"It really doesn't matter,"
"Then go on," Beomgyu brought his face closer to Yeonjun's, "I won't judge you."
Yeonjun glanced briefly at Beomgyu's eyes before placing his lips on his.
'soft'
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