Yeonjun is at a loss for words. Beomgyu is completely alone, all because of him. No one wants to talk to him because of how Yeonjun and his friends have treated him at school, constantly picking on him, stealing from him, knocking his books on the ground, hurting him, humiliating him, and scaring him. It's all his fault. He desperately wants to say something to try and make him feel better but he doesn't know how.
Beomgyu suddenly stops walking.
"Why'd you stop?"
"O-oh um...I...I live here" Beomgyu points to the house that they're now standing outside.
Yeonjun looks over to the small-looking house in front of them. It looked kind of run down, the paint outside was chipping away and the windows looked slightly broken. He thinks to himself that it's strange that Beomgyu lives here. It looks quite bad for someone who dresses and looks as pretty as he does.
He pushed his thoughts aside and looked back at Beomgyu.
"Right. Well. You're home. Safe and sound"
Beomgyu nods. "y...yeah...t-thank you...again..."
Yeonjun nods. He swallows slightly. He wants to say something, he isn't ready to say goodbye yet. He feels like they should talk more before he just leaves, but he's also very aware that Beomgyu probably wants him to go and leave him alone now.
Beomgyu speaks up again, in his usual quiet tone. "I...I know this is all a bit...weird...what happened tonight...a-and...I know you don't like me much...b-but...well I...I just w-want you to know that...I-I'm really grateful...you know...for h-helping me...t-thank you..."
Yeonjun's heart feels as though it is breaking in his chest. He can't believe how polite and genuinely kind Beomgyu is. Especially after all the times when he and his friends have been horrible to him. Beomgyu has every right to hate him now. But he still is grateful for Yeonjun's help. He doesn't know how to respond, he just stares silently at Beomgyu, looking at those pretty eyes in the dim streetlights.
Beomgyu stands there awkwardly for a moment, watching as Yeonjun just stares at him.
...
"w-well...i...i should get I-inside...u-um... g-goodnight... "
After a few moments of silence, Yeonjun finally comes to his senses and nods at Beomgyus's words.
"Oh, yeah, alright...Yeah...Goodnight"
Beomgyu starts walking up to his front door, and Yeonjun begins to walk away.
Yeonjun walks about a metre before he looks back. He doesn't know what it is, but something makes him hesitate, and he turns back around to watch him as the boy walks up to his house.
Beomgyu stops and turns back to face Yeonjun from his distance. "Y-Yeonjun?"
Yeonjun is surprised to hear Beomgyu call his name. He stops in his tracks and turns to look at the boy.
"Yeah?"
"P...please...please d-don't tell anyone...a-about what happened tonight..." Beomgyu asks, knowing that if Yeonjuns friends found out about what happened to him they'd probably make a joke out of it or tease him about it.
Yeonjun swallows slightly hearing Beomgyu's request. He doesn't blame the boy for acting so scared to ask Yeonjun to keep quiet.
"Don't worry...I won't say anything.."
Beomgyu nods slightly. He knows he shouldn't believe Yeonjun, or trust him to keep any secrets for him. But at least he's asked. The rest is out of his control. "T...thank you..." Beomgyu says before heading inside.
Yeonjun watches as he shuts the front door behind him. He continues to stand there for a few moments once Beomgyu is inside. His heart is racing in his chest, he isn't completely sure why. He is feeling things he doesn't usually feel.
Yeonjun swallows hard, and finally turns back and begins to make his way home.
His mind runs as he walks home. He is still in shock after everything that happened tonight and his mind is completely overwhelmed with guilt and regret over the way he's acted and treated Beomgyu. The guilt is making Yeonjun feel sick for some reason.
He arrives back at his own apartment, and immediately throws himself onto the couch. He closes his eyes, trying to push the images of Beomgyu out of his mind, but it's no use. The boy is stuck in his thoughts, invading his mind in a way he never thought possible.
He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, frustrated with himself. He doesn't understand what's going on. He has always picked on the boy, always made fun of him, always thought that he was nothing more than a fragile weakling. So why is he suddenly feeling this way about him? Why can't he get him out of his head?
He tries to distract himself with the TV, but his thoughts keep wandering back to Beomgyu. He can't shake the feeling of guilt in his stomach, knowing all the terrible things he's done to him. And then there are the other feelings, the ones he can't quite put a name to. He's never been attracted to a guy before, but this boy...there's just something about him.
Yeonjuns eyes widen slightly as he realizes the thought that had just crossed his mind. He sits upright, feeling shocked at himself.
"I'm...I'm attracted to him!? What the hell is wrong with me!?"
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