Flashback |Yeongyu/Beomjun|

Three

Beomgyu: I'm up, I'm up

Hueningkai: FINALLY! What a brilliant idea I had

Taehyun: It was mine

Hueningkai: No, it was mine

Taehyun: No

Soobin: Okay, okay, enough you two. Beomgyu, don't tell me you slept in again

Beomgyu: Uhhhh, I didn't?

Soobin: Don't lie

Beomgyu: But you told me to not tell you I slept in!

Hueningkai: Dude, he got you there

Soobin: You know what I meant. Just hurry up, okay?

Beomgyu: Aye aye! And try not to blow my phone up guys

Hueningkai: No promises!

Beomgyu noticed that his phone was still going off with dings, and figured it was probably Kai who was doing it.

"I'm toast, Mochi." Beomgyu said as he pulled off the covers and got out of bed. "I can't believe I slept in again!"

Mochi just stared up at him, looking annoyed for being disturbed from his sleep.

"See you later, Mochi." Beomgyu kissed Mochi's head before getting ready quickly and sprinting out the door.

Beomgyu walked across the lawn to the building, with a couple minutes until his first class started, but someone caught his eye, making him stop dead in his tracks. There was Yeonjun, leaning against a tree with a cigarette in his hand, staring off in the distance. But as Beomgyu watched him, something stirred inside him, and before he knew it, he was watching a scene unfold that felt like it came straight from his memories.

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Chan-yeol watched Yeong-cheol lean against a tree and smiled softly. He walked towards him and stopped beside him.

"Chan-yeol, aren't you supposed to be in class?" Yeong-cheol asked with a smile and a raised eyebrow.

Chan-yeol shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not."

"Please, spare us and don't kiss." A new, mocking voice said. Chan-yeol turned to see Chin-Hae, one of the many boys that liked to hate on them most.

"What do you want, now?" Yeong-cheol demanded. "We did nothing to you and yet you still try to hate on something you can't change?"

Chin-Hae scoffed. "Please, if I could change it, I would. Even better, I would rid the world of disgusting gays like you both."

Yeong-cheol took a couple steps forward. 

"Take that back."

"Yeong-cheol, maybe we should just let it go." Chan-yeol mumbled. 

"Yes, listen to your disgusing boyfriend, faggot." Chin-Hae sneered. He made his voice all high-pitched and squeaky. "'Oh, Yeong-cheol, let's just go because we're weak and pathetic, and the only reason we date each other is because we can't get any girls. Let's just go and fuck like the disgusting faggots we are.'"

Yeong-cheol grabbed Chin-Hae, turned him and slammed him against the tree.

"You listen to me. I don't care what you say about me, but never, ever say anything about my boyfriend, you fucking jackass, got it?" Yeong-cheol's eyes were dark with hatred as he stared down the shorter boy, who looked genuinely scared and nodded meekly.