Bully | Beomjun / Yeongyu

Chapter 4

TW: Mention of assault.

Yeonjun looks at Beomgyu, taking in the sorry state he is in. The tears in his eyes, his messy hair, his shirt all unbuttoned and askew. A wave of anger washes over him as he looks at the boy in front of him, the realisation that someone would try to do this to him making him feel so protective.

Yeonjun doesn't know why he keeps feeling this way towards him lately. Isn't he supposed to be his bully?

He stands there stunned as he stares at Beomgyu, he is surprised by the emotions he is feeling right now. He usually doesn't give any thought to the boy, but seeing him in this state, so vulnerable and scared, it's bringing out a side of Yeonjun that he thought he didn't have. Suddenly he is pulled out of his thoughts at the sound of Beomgyu's shaky voice.

"W-where...where did you come from? W-why are you here?" Beomgyu asks slightly confused by Yeonjun's sudden appearance, but also so relieved he's here, something he thought he'd never feel towards Yeonjun.

Yeonjun stands there and processes the question for a moment before he answers.

"I was on my way home from practice, and I just happened to be walking down this street when I heard you yell. I saw that guy with you so I stopped and..and..."

He trails off slightly, feeling awkward.

Yeonjun looks down at the floor for a few seconds, awkwardly shifting his body weight from one leg to the other, before looking up again.

"..are you okay?"

Beomgyu takes a deep breath trying to steady himself. "I-I'll be fine...um...t-thank you for...for that...I-i..."

Yeonjun swallows hard, his heart feeling strange. Seeing Beomgyu like this is making him feel so guilty. Why did he ever start to bully this boy? and why does he look so defenceless? Yeonjun continues to watch him for a few moments before realising his shirt is still all unbuttoned.

"You're...you're shirt...it's all messed up"

Beomgyu looks down at his unbuttoned shirt, a look of embarrassment crosses his face. "o...oh...r-right..." He quickly starts to button his shirt back up with shaky hands.

Yeonjun watches, he has to resist the urge to look him over and admire how pretty he is. Yeonjun shakes his head, he's never ever had a thought like that before, he mustn't think of Beomgyu like that. What the hell is happening?

"..What were you even doing in this alley anyway?"

"I...i...i was j-just walking home...I...just finished my shift..." Beomgyu says, his voice still trembling slightly, trying to get over the shock of this whole situation.

Yeonjun can't help but feel a pang of sympathy for the smaller boy.

"Wait..you're working? at this time of night?"

"I...I work at the cafe every Saturday... morning until night..." Beomgyu says, then realises it might have been a bad idea to tell Yeonjun where he works. What if he and his friends start going there to cause trouble.

Yeonjun processes this information, his mind going a mile a minute.

"You work until this time? That's...that's way too late.."

He starts to wonder if he should even be feeling this protective over someone he bullies, but he can't avoid this feeling.

Beomgyu looks up at him, confused by his concern.

Yeonjun notices the confusion on the boy's face and tries to change his tone so he doesn't sound so concerned.

"And...why are you working at a cafe anyway?"