Time || YeonGyu AU✔

chapter 7

          "Are you going to be quiet the whole time?", Beomgyu finally asked when he felt bored of standing there meaninglessly, he just wanted to go home.

          Yeonjun jolted back to reality when he heard his voice and turned around to face him, marching towards him with heavy steps. "Explain this to me", he said blankly, extending the photograph to the black-haired male who took it from his hold with confused eyes.

          His eyes fixed on the boy who was likely to be two or three years younger than him, but what was weird about him was that he looked like the exact copy of Beomgyu besides the fact that he had dyed his hair in a blonde colour. He was bewildered by the unbelievable sight in his hand and even Yeonjun could notice the hints of shock playing on his face, but he didn't know why he was so surprised.

          "Do you know where I found this photograph?", Yeonjun asked in a disappointed tone, his lips curling up in a pained smile and Beomgyu travelled his startled eyes to him, glancing at the boy with his mouth agape as uncomfortable perplexity slowly started to invade him, "In my house, exactly on the day my parents were murdered 2 years ago"

          The younger boy flickered his eyes to the picture again, knowing for sure it wasn't him, but it was also unbelievable that someone could look exactly like him.

          "Are you related to the murder?", Yeonjun asked directly, irritation laced into his deadly tone as a fiery exclamation of wrath in his hurt orbs burnt the younger boy with angry flames, "Was it any of your parents helping the murderers in killing them?"

          The younger male returned his shocked stare onto the boy in front of him who was fuming with rage even though he could notice very well that Beomgyu was just as shocked as him while a sharply quizzical look kept assailing his incisive eyes, "I have never taken a picture like this. I have even never been this happy in my life", he spoke the last sentence with a bitter chuckle, a glittering poisonous smile flashing his lips as a great pang grabbed his heart in a tightening grip, "My dad died in 2009, and my mother after I was born, so now you judge if any of them could travel in 2023 to help anyone murder your parents"

          Yeonjun didn't like the sarcasm in his tone and a river of anger swept over him. He growled angrily before pushing the boy harshly against the wall and pulling the knife out of his waistband, causing the younger's eyes to go wide in terror when Yeonjun held it to his throat. The latter did everything to handle terrible pains which spread into his body immediately, "I'm not joking around!", he snorted, making the other male gulp down nervously as he tried to resist the fear of the older's uncontrollable sudden outburst, "I don't care what you know, because I have eyes and I can see that it's exactly you in that picture. Do you think you would be here now if he was someone else, huh?"

          Beomgyu moved his shaky lips to argue, but no word came out of his mouth, because his mind couldn't function well at the moment. Yeonjun wasn't wrong, somehow the boy in the picture had to be him and maybe that's why he was sent to the older, but it seemed like a crazy idea to Beomgyu because he had never looked like that in his entire lifetime. He had always had black hair and he had never dyed it either. There was no possible explanation for this. Maybe that boy was his twin? But then why would his father hide it from him or why was a photograph of him with Yeonjun?

          His mind got so messed up that he even forgot about the knife which was put to his throat and threatened to kill him anytime. However, annoyance washed over him when he returned to reality and gained the strength to push the older away forcefully, causing him to wince slightly when the younger's hands met his ribs, his flaming eyes darting to him dangerously, but Beomgyu was already too fed up with everyone's harsh behaviour when the only thing he had done was to save a life even though he was regretting it now. Maybe it would have been better if he had let the older rot in that cage.