I do not know what to say but let's just get the story started lmaoo
The bass was loud, thick with temptation. Red lights bathed the velvet walls and shadows moved like smoke across the club. Beomgyu had never been in a place like this before — everything about it felt too expensive, too dangerous, too much. But his friends were already halfway drunk and laughing at the bar, so he pretended he wasn’t overwhelmed, that his hands weren’t shaking slightly every time someone brushed past him.
Somewhere above, in the VIP section that overlooked the entire floor, Yeonjun watched with eyes like sharpened obsidian.
He wasn’t supposed to be here tonight. It wasn’t his shift to watch the club — he had lieutenants for that. But something told him to show up. Something in his chest that twisted tight and uncomfortable. And then he saw him.
Among the sweat and noise and fakeness, Beomgyu stood out like a light in the dark. Big eyes. Soft features. That nervous way he kept fiddling with his sleeves. He didn’t belong here — and that’s what made Yeonjun stop breathing for a moment.
He was beautiful.
Yeonjun didn’t look away for the next hour.
Beomgyu laughed at something his friend said. He danced for a little while. He sat alone at one point, legs crossed, sipping on a drink and glancing at his phone. He had no idea he was being watched. Hunted.
Yeonjun’s hand itched to go down there. To talk to him. To claim him.
But he didn’t. Not yet. He sent a message to one of his men instead. “Find out who he is.”
Beomgyu was a college student. Clean record. Lived with a roommate. Studied music. Had soft hands. No ties to anything dangerous. Just a boy with a shy smile and no idea what world he just walked into.
By the time Beomgyu was getting ready to leave, Yeonjun had already made his choice.
He followed them.
Not directly. Just enough to watch him slip into a taxi. Memorize the address. He told himself it was just curiosity — but his clenched fists and wild heartbeat said otherwise.
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A week passed.
Beomgyu couldn’t stop thinking about the club. Something about it haunted him — the feeling of eyes on him, but never knowing from where. The air was thick that night, full of something that made his skin crawl in the best and worst way. His dreams were strange. Warm hands in the dark. A shadow whispering his name. He thought he was going crazy.
Then came the flowers. Black roses. Delivered to his apartment with a small note:
> “You looked beautiful in red.”
— Y
He froze. His roommate teased him. “You’ve got a secret admirer.” Beomgyu laughed it off. But his heart was racing again.
Who the hell was “Y”?
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Yeonjun was patient. He watched from afar. Sent more gifts. Let the boy wonder, get curious, get scared.
And then one night, Beomgyu returned to the club. Alone.
He didn't even know why — he just had to go back.
That was all Yeonjun needed.
He appeared from the shadows, dressed in black, eyes glowing like a wolf who finally caught its prey.
“You came back,” Yeonjun murmured, stepping close.
Beomgyu stiffened. “You’re the one who sent the flowers?”
Yeonjun didn’t answer. Just brushed his fingers over Beomgyu’s wrist gently.
“I saw you,” he said. “That night. You were all I saw.”
Beomgyu swallowed hard. Something about Yeonjun felt… magnetic. Like he should run, but his legs refused to move.
“What do you want from me?”
Yeonjun smiled, slow and dangerous. “Everything.”
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Beomgyu didn’t remember how they got upstairs. Just the press of velvet cushions. Cold champagne. Warm breath on his throat. Hands that held him too carefully for someone so deadly.
“You don’t know what kind of man I am,” Yeonjun whispered. “But I’ll make you mine anyway.”
And Beomgyu let him.
Even though his heart screamed no.
Even though every instinct said this man was trouble.
Even though there was something dark in Yeonjun’s eyes — something broken.
But in that moment, with lips brushing his neck and fingers tangled in his hair, Beomgyu didn’t care. Maybe it was madness. Or maybe it was fate. But he wanted to fall.
And Yeonjun?
He was already in love.
The kind of love that destroys.
A/W :: idk if its alot of words but as long as yall yeongyu lovers enjoy it I'm glad cause I almost fell asleep doing this- yea I'm not going to be posting more chapters for awhile since I got an oral in afternoon school until 27? I do not know when it starts or ends so before the oral starts I'll be posting more chapters day by day :)
