yeonjun let out a short chuckle looking at beomgyu’s cute reaction. he tipped beomgyu’s chin up and pressed a little delicate kiss on his incisor, mouth brushing past the inside of beomgyu’s upper lip.

“i don’t know but you always look beautiful in my eyes.” yeonjun uttered, just before intertwining his lips with beomgyu’s

that night beomgyu gave his first kiss and virginity to yeonjun.

and that night, was the last time he saw the stars in yeonjun’s eyes that used to twinkle every time he smiled so sweetly.


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beomgyu is in front of yeonjun’s bedroom door. he can’t sleep without yeonjun’s warmth. he knocked on the door a few times then opened it slowly.

“darling,” yeojun’s deep, lulling, monotonous voice soothed beomgyu. “can’t sleep?”

beomgyu nodded cutely at the older, he pulled him inside and closed the door.

beomgyu is lying on top of yeonjun, his head is on the older’s chest. one of yeonjun’s arms was placed around beomgyu’s waist, while his hand was combing the younger’s hair.

“gyu,” yeonjun says, lifting beomgyu’s head.

“yes hyung?” beomgyu replied, looking at the older.

“do you remember when i came home drunk and you were in the living room with taehyun and hueningkai? the truth is, i heard you guys when the two maknae asked you when you got your first kiss.” yeonjun chuckled, watching beomgyu’s timid face.

“so you didn’t feel any sparks or butterflies in your stomach?”yeonjun asked, faking a hurt look.

“no hyung- it’s just- uhmm... hyung~! please forget about that...” he tried to explain but kept stumbling around words.

“how does it feel to have butterflies in your stomach anyway? do you have to eat butterflies to feel it?” yeonjun asked innocently, with a blank expression while tilting his head. beomgyu is completely dumbfound because of the older’s question.

“geez hyung, this is one of the symptoms of aging. when you don’t know the feeling of something, something like having butterflies in your stomach.”

yeonjun frowned and glared at beomgyu. “how dare you.” he said in a threatening voice then he tackled beomgyu, who let out a surprise yelp.

the younger one was beneath him, looking like a helpless baby bear in front of the predatory wild fox.

“cat got your tongue darling?” he says with a wide, amused smile, his eyebrows rising with the question.

“more like fox got my tongue.” beomgyu replied while blushing.

“oh should i do it?”

beomgyu could just stare back at him, eyes lost in watching things he had noticed before.

yeonjun’s hair was raven, laced with darker shades. his eyes were opalescent with flickers of ash and hazel. he had a mole below his right eyes, just as alluring as his warm honey skin.

“can you hug me tightly hyung?”

yeonjun’s expressions softened at the sight of beomgyu casting down his timid puppy eyes.

“you’re quite honest with your thoughts huh?” a wondering smile tugged at his lips. “it makes me wanna bite you.”

before he tightened his hug on the younger’s waist, he pecked at his lips and said. “and darling... green day is right but the song isn’t 21 guns. it’s wake me up when september ends.

beomgyu scoffed at yeonjun’s grinning face. he was pouting, making yeonjun want to bite him even more.

“but, really... thank you for not leaving me and for not giving up on me. thank you for everything you have done for me darling.”

“i don’t know what i’ve done for you hyung to thank me, but you’re welcome.”

“you made me feel complete with the simple things you do.” yeonjun’s hand went to beomgyu’s cheek, he leaned over to peck at his lips again. “i’m so fucking sorry that i ruined your life. i’m so sorry that i couldn’t keep my dick inside of my pants.”

“shhh… hyung, you’re not the only one to blame, i’m also at fault.” beomgyu put his arms around yeonjun’s neck. “i want to hate you, i want to hurt you too, and i want to forget you. but i can’t, because i fucking love you hyung.”

“i wonder, despite all the hurtful words i said to you before, until now you still love me gyu.” yeonjun let out a long breath. “i can’t say that i’m completely over from her, but i love you more than her.”

“hyung, if you ask me how much i love you, i think i need to write a whole book. because the simple i love you is not enough.”

“darling, let’s help each other. let’s heal our hearts together.”

“then, what else are you doing hyung? i miss you so much. please touch me, kiss me, make love with me.”

yeonjun laughed heartily as he shook his head. he pulled beomgyu by the neck and he planted a light kiss on his forehead. beomgyu smiled, feeling yeonjun’s lips on his forehead. he raised his head and stared at yeonjun, who was also staring at him fondly.

“i love you, hyung.”

“i love you too, darling.”

beomgyu’s heart almost melted, because there’s nothing more romantic than yeonjun’s i love you too even though he said it in a monotonous voice.

for now they will take everything slowly as they help each other heal. the important thing is that they are together in joy and in sorrow...







the end.

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and we have reached the end, phew!
many thanks to those who read this story.
i honestly can't believe i finished this book without forgetting my password.(~ ̄∇ ̄)~

because this is the end of this story. i published a new beomjun ff, the title is "Drunken Love".

again, thanks for reading babies~!♡

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