Missing your presence | Yeongyu | Beomjun |

2 | first day |

Author's POV

Beomgyu and Yeonjun had been best friends forever, both secretly in love with each other for as long as they could remember. Everything changed at the party, where their feelings finally came to light, leading them to start a happy relationship filled with newfound love.

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*The doorbell rings.*

Beomgyu slowly opens his eyes, groaning at the incessant sound.

I'm gonna snap the person ringing my doorbell's head off, he thinks as he gets up lazily, still half-asleep.

"What do you want—"

"Good morning, Beoms!"

Beomgyu's eyes shoot open as he realizes it's Yeonjun, his best friend of four years and now his boyfriend. Flashbacks of their kiss and confession at the party make him feel nervous.

"Uh, what are you doing here?" he stammers, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep.

"I was wondering if we could go to school together?" Yeonjun says, smiling warmly, his eyes sparkling in the morning light.

"Y-Yeah, sure," Beomgyu replies nervously, his heart racing as he takes in the sight of Yeonjun. Dressed impeccably, he looks like a Greek god standing there with the cutest smile Beomgyu has ever seen.

"Give me a minute!" Beomgyu continues, shutting the door and sprinting to his room to shower and get ready.

After a quick shower, Beomgyu throws on his best outfit and sprays on some perfume before dashing to the door.

When he opens it, he doesn't see Yeonjun.

"Huh?" Beomgyu says, puzzled.

Suddenly, two pairs of hands wrap around his waist, startling him.

"I'm sorry, bear! I didn't mean to scare you," Yeonjun says, resting his head on Beomgyu's shoulder.

"But did you want your boyfriend to wait for you outside?" he adds playfully.

"I-I'm sorry! I was in a h-hurry since I didn't want y-you to wait," Beomgyu stutters, feeling butterflies swirl in his stomach.

"Well then, let's get going—" Beomgyu starts, but he suddenly loses his voice when he feels Yeonjun's warm lips pressing against the side of his neck.

A small moan escapes Beomgyu's mouth, making Yeonjun chuckle softly.

"Yeah, let's go then," Yeonjun replies with a sly smirk, clearly enjoying how flustered his boyfriend is.

They walk hand in hand down the street, and Yeonjun revels in the simple pleasure of being with Beomgyu like this. He had always wanted this—to be able to show the world how much he cared.

As they stroll toward school, they share little jokes, and Beomgyu finds himself relaxing into the rhythm of their conversation.

"Remember when we first met?" Beomgyu asks, a smile creeping onto his face. "You spilled soda all over my shirt at that party?"