Caught in Each Other's Games | Yeongyu | Beomjun |

10 | Desperate |

Author's POV

WARNING: 🔞🔞🔞

Days passed after the party with the closet
game.

There was teasing but then Beomgyu started to avoid Yeonjun.

Yes, Beomgyu is confident most of the time but at one point Yeonjun seems to hit his weak spot.

Yeonjun was fed up with this.

One day Yeonjun was passing by an empty classroom noticing a small presence. He peeked inside through the small gap in the door, he saw Beomgyu standing on his toes, stretching his arms up as he struggled to reach a boom on the highest shelf.

Yeonjun sighed, shaking his head. He's so damn stubborn.

He was about to leave, he really was, but then he noticed the bookshelf wobbling.

Beomgyu, completely oblivious, finally managed to grab the boom he wanted. But the moment he pulled it down, the bookshelf was titled dangerously forward.

Beomgyu's breath hitched, panic freezing him in place. His legs refused to move.

But then a pair of strong arms pulled him away.

The bookshelf crashed to the ground with a loud BANG, dust flying everywhere.

And when chaos settled, Beomgyu found himself on top of Yeonjun.

Their faces are inches apart from touching.

"Y-Yeonjun?" Beomgyu then stood up after realizing that it was Yeonjun.

"That was a save," Yeonjun said as he got up too.

An awkward silence filled the room as the image of them in the closet flashed through Beomgyu's mind.

"Shouldn't you thank me?" Yeonjun said breaking the awkwardness

"Thank you? For what?" Beomgyu asked

"For saving your life dumbass," Yeonjun replied

"Saving my life your ass, anyways imma get going," Beomgyu said as he turn around facing towards the door.

"Nope, you're not going anywhere," Yeonjun replied fast to block the door.

"H-Huh?" Beomgyu asked now feeling kinda nervous.

Yeonjun started walking towards Beomgyu until Beomgyu hit the wall, pinning him against the wall, "I said, you're not going anywhere," Yeonjun whispered, his voice dropping low.

Yeonjun's voice sent a shiver down his spine, but it was so hot.

"W-what do you w-want?" Beomgyu asked

"Hmm, I can't say... maybe I want you?" Yeonjun said a grin growing on his lips.

"W-what?" A light blush crept on Beomgyu's face.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Yeonjun asked sounding more serious as he locked eyes with Beomgyu.

Beomgyu didn't answer, ignoring Yeonjun's gaze.

Yeonjun grabs Beomgyu's chin, tilting it up forcing Beomgyu to look at him.

"Look at me," Yeonjun said his voice laced with danger.

"Now, why are you avoiding me?" Yeonjun asked again.

"I'm n-not" Beomgyu stuttered out drowning in Yeonjun's dark eyes.

"Are you sure? You were just trying to run away from me earlier." Yeonjun let out a low chuckle his fingers tracing Beomgyu's sharp jawline.

Beomgyu's face reddening as he felt Yeonjun's long slim fingers tracing his jawline and that chuckle was sent straight to his dick.