CINDERELLA | Yeongyu/Beomjun Bl

chap 6

Beomgyu couldn't find words to express himself or even process his feelings in that moment.Overwhelmed by the shock,Beomgyu panicked, urgently trying to escape. He charged out of the room, sprinting as fast as his legs could carry him. Hearing Yeonjun's comment, "What is this behaviour?" Beomgyu ignored it, pushing forward to get as far away as possible.

Beomgyu desperately grasped onto the knob of the exit door, trying to open it, again and again, his hopes dwindling. Unfortunately, the door remained unyielding and locked, heightening his terror. His eyes widened in pure horror, the desire to escape driving him to keep trying, but it seemed hopeless.

"It won't open," Beomgyu heard Yeonjun's voice calling out from the bedroom. He felt a surge of panic, tears streaming down his face as he desperately shouted for help, his voice trembling with fear and hope.
"IS SOMEBODY OUT THERE? PLEASE HELP!" he screamed, his voice filled with desperation

Yeonjun calmly stepped out of the bedroom and approached Beomgyu, watching him desperately try to unlock the door. "Why are you wasting your energy?" he remarked calmly as he neared, Beomgyu's face stained with tears as their eyes locked.

yeonjun was stepping closer when  his footsteps slowed as he heard Beomgyu plead, "Don't...don't come near me." His shaky voice resonated through the room. Yeonjun asked in a tone tinged with confusion, "Why...why are you so afraid? Why are you acting like this?"

Yeonjun came closer, bringing his hand onto the door and leaning in near Beomgyu's face. There was a hint of anger in his voice as he asked, "Why are you so afraid? I won't kill you or eat you, why are you acting like this?"

Beomgyu looked at Yeonjun with teary eyes, his fear palpable as he spoke up, his loud voice echoing with a mix of panic and outrage, "Why?you ask? First, you acted like you lost your memory. Second, you lock me up here and all those pictures and making me wear this dress, what is all this?!"

"I'm doing everything for you," Yeonjun admitted, his gaze unwavering as he confessed, "I'm doing everything to have you. You suddenly disappeared, so all I could do was stalk because I knew you would run away again. I planned this all along to have you all for me, everything for you." Yeonjun spoke the truth without remorse.

yeonjun words only scared him more as he attempted to reason with Yeonjun, saying, "It's not good, whatever you're doing, isn't good, and-," suddenly, Yeonjun slammed his palm against the door, startling Beomgyu. He flinched violently at the loud noise so close to him, his heart racing with fear.

"Just shut up, I don't care what is good or what is not," Yeonjun growled, his voice harsh and full of determination. Before Beomgyu could respond, yeonjun forcefully pressed his lips roughly and fervently against his, kissing him with a mix of possessiveness and intensity.

Beomgyu attempted to push yeonjun away, pressing his hands against his chest, but Yeonjun swiftly grabbed them and pinned them above his head by his one hand, trapping him against the door with the strength of his grip.

With his other hand, he reached under Beomgyu's dress, slipping it inside, touching his skin directly. Beomgyu's eyes widened in horror as he felt his hand on him. Yeonjun intensified the kiss, going deeper, while Beomgyu became more overwhelmed and terrified

Yeonjun broke the kiss, but still didn't release his grip on Beomgyu. He began peppering rough, intense kisses on Beomgyu's neck, giving no space for him to breathe. Beomgyu finally caught his breath and managed to speak, pleading, "Stop! Please stop!"

Yeonjun continued ignoring his pleas for a moment, his focus on marking his neck. Tear's were escaping Beomgyu's eyes as Yeonjun sucked on his neck, leaving visible marks,his touch roaming over his chest.Beomgyu's sobs and tears increased as he cried, "Please, I don't like it,"

The words "please, I don't like it" echoed in Yeonjun's mind, and reality finally hit him. He pulled away from Beomgyu abruptly, taking in the sight before him, red puffy eyes, messy clothes, and wig untidy. At that moment, Yeonjun fully comprehended how he had lost control.

Beomgyu sobbed, the situation overwhelming him, causing him to shake. Yeonjun spoke softly, "I'm sorry, I lost my control," He backed away a few steps, giving Beomgyu some space.   "change yourself." He gently grabbed his hand, guiding him to the dressing room.

Yeonjun locked Beomgyu inside the room, standing guard outside, his mind racing with regret. 'What's with me? I'm scaring the only person I care about,' he thought, angry with himself. Frustration overtook him, and he punched the nearby wall.

time skipped, Yeonjun had organized a dinner for them. He had ordered Dry-aged Wagyu steak, seared to perfection, accompanied by truffle mashed potatoes, roasted heirlooms carrots, and a red wine reduction. He carefully arranged everything on the table

Yeonjun unlocked the door and gently pushed it open, finding Beomgyu sitting quietly on the bed, wearing his old clothes. His eyes were red, and he appeared exhausted. Yeonjun broke the silence, saying, "Come let's have dinner, you didn't even eat lunch," his tone a mix of guilt and concern. 

to be continue...