Fighting Bleeding Losing | Yeongyu / Beomjun

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Beomgyu

If someone had told Beomgyu he would wake up in San's bed cuddled with Wooyoung on January 1st, he would have probably laughed while saying that it's impossible.

Guess nothing is impossible, after all.

"How is it humanly possible to drink so much?" Beomgyu heard a voice when he woke up in a stranger's bed. Shit, where am I ? ...SHIT, why is Wooyoung hugging me? And shit, why is my head hurting so fucking much.

"I genuinely don't know." A second person said, this time, Beomgyu immediately recognized the person who was talking. It was Soobin's gentle voice.

"They literally spent the whole night drinking and only eating a little bit, I thought they were going to die. Especially that dumb fucker. He told Beomgyu to drink to feel better, but he was ten times drunker than him." The first guy who talked, that Beomgyu finally identified as San spoke again, referencing Wooyoung as "that dumb fucker" which was honestly not surprising since San despised the younger boy.

Then, Beomgyu heard Soobin sigh. "Look at them being all cuddly and cute now... I'm sure their hangover will be terrible." The tall and skinny boy laughed. And yes, the hangover was indeed to worst Beomgyu ever had in his life, but I'm his exhausted state, Beomgyu didn't dare to move or express his presence, he was still trying to remember during the night. He only remembered little fractions ; Yeonjun cheating, Wooyoung and San comforting him, then dancing and drinking with San. But the only things he could remember made his head and heart hurt even more. 'I'll never fall in love again.' he even swore himself.

"What about your boyfriends?" San spoke, waking Beomgyu from his daydream. "Taehyun is internally dead and Kai, who promised that he won't drink, is in the same state as Wooyoung." Even if Beomgyu couldn't see Soobin, he knew he was grimacing.

San chuckled. "At least they had fun. Anyways, come with me, we have to bring them medication, I'm pretty sure their head hurt like hell." He continued, and soon after, Beomgyu heard footsteps going out the room.

On cue, Beomgyu felt Wooyoung move beside him. "My fucking head hurts" he groaned, squeezing Beomgyu tighter. "You're squeezing me" The boy choked. Unexpectedly, his voice made Wooyoung flinch, as if he didn't notice Beomgyu's presence before he spoke.

"Fucking hell you scared me!" He winced with wide eyes. "Where the fuck are we?" The boy moaned, snuggling his face into Beomgyu's shoulder.

It was new, Wooyoung being affectionate and kind, Beomgyu needs some time to get used to it. Something must have happened in the smaller boy's life to change so suddenly.

But it didn't bother Beomgyu. Everyone can change and have a second chance. And he was sure Yeonjun could change too and have a second chance.

He didn't even notice that he had used so many chances already.

Before Yeonjun could come back into Beomgyu's mind, Wooyoung spoke again. "Yo answer me Beomgyu I'm seriously starting to think someone kidnapped us." He whispered, probably not to be heard by the said kidnappers.

"Wooyoung, we're at San and Soobin's dorm." Beomgyu giggled, looking at Wooyoung's amazed face. "San let me enter in his dorm ? Wow that's fucking crazy. This boy hates my guts." Wooyoung exclaimed loudly, his voice as loud as usual. Now Beomgyu was sure it was the real Wooyoung, the obnoxiously loud voice was definitely his. It looks like he just changed his mindset.

"Why the fuck is my heart pounding in my head." The loud boy whined, making Beomgyu laugh at his idiocy.

But his laugh was dry, full of sorrow. No matter how many times he laughed the night before with Wooyoung, the pain was still here, uncomfortably installed in his weak heart. Because he was played, because he felt helpless, because his friends tried to prevent him, because he knew it, because he ignored it.

"Oh they're awake!" Soobin happily said when his roommate and himself came back into the room with pills and water. Soobin gently gave Beomgyu the pill and the glass of water, carefully touching his forehead to verify if he had a fever or not.

On the other hand, San blantly spat at Wooyoung "Take that." Before forcing the pill into Wooyoung's mouth and bringing the glass to his lips. "I can drink by myself." Wooyoung arrogantly replied, but San just flicked his forehead before speaking again."Just drink and shut up." San spilled the water into Wooyoung's mouth.

"San told me about-" Soobin started to speak, but the boy he mentioned before in his sentence interrupted him. "Soobin. I don't think he wants to talk about him." He said with a warning voice. Beomgyu cluelessly stared at the boys.

Then, it clicked. They were talking about Yeonjun. San told everything to Soobin, even though he promised he won't do it. But for some reason, Beomgyu didn't feel mad, why should he feel mad anyway? Yeonjun was the one who broke his heart, not San. San just tried to help him.

"You promised you'll keep the secret, though." Wooyoung said, making San glare at him again. "Shut up, I'm kind enough to let your dirty body into my dorm, so don't upset me right now." He gave him a fake smile, then his brought his attention back to Beomgyu.

"Sorry Beomgyu." The boy then apologized. "It's alright." The boy reassured.

But was it really ? Was he alright? Of course he wasn't. The voices in his head were slowly driving him insane and he felt like he couldn't even step in his dorm anymore because the sight of Yeonjun made him nauseous.

The mention of the boy's name was enough to make him cry. But he still loved him, a small part of him thought that Yeonjun was feeling the same, that it was just a mistake.

And all these thoughts were eating him alive.

☆ ⸺ 🎸🛹 !

I'm thinking about writing a side story about Woosan, like their POV yk ?