Beomgyu's Reasons Why [ BeomJun/ YeonGyu / TaeGyu ]

First Kiss

Taehyun gestured for Beomgyu to take a seat on the bench before him, as he quickly followed suit. The place was secluded, like a private room in itself.

It took Taehyun a while to formulate an answer. There was a worried look on Taehyun's face, but it disappeared as soon as it came. In it's place was a cocky smirk.

"You want to go back in there?"

"Hmm, no. I kind of like being alone here. With you," Beomgyu whispered.

Taehyun leaned on the bench's backrest, his arm prepping him sideways, facing Beomgyu, who was anxiously fiddling with his fingers.

"You know, if Soobin-hyung hasn't been so insistent, I could've just invited you here without a party. I just thought, might as well hit two birds with one stone."

Beomgyu bit the inside of his cheek. "Yeah, I'd prefer that too. Look, Tae." Beomgyu's eyes lit up and beamed at the crescent moon in the sky.

Taehyun didn't look at the moon, he was focused on the task at hand— Beomgyu.

"The moon, it's beautiful." Beomgyu admires the white moon that contrasted with the dark sky, the absence of stars making the night darker than it already was.

The rustling in the bushes in front of them snapped Taehyun back into reality after staring at Beomgyu for so long.

He slowly inched his hand closer to Beomgyu's, which was resting on his lap. His initial reaction was to pull his hand away, but Taehyun caught it before he even could.

Beomgyu anticipated what Taehyun was going to do next, shocked that it was actually a sweet gesture. Taehyun's hair fell over his eyes as he placed a kiss on Beomgyu's knuckles.

Taehyun looked up at him, lids hooded. Their eyes connected again, and after a second, Taehyun's gaze dropped to his lips.

Beomgyu was innocent when it came to these kinds of things. The kiss that ensued after Taehyun's longing stare at his lips? Beomgyu didn't see that coming.

Like everything else, this was unfamiliar territory. Beomgyu didn't know a single thing when it came to kissing since no one has ever been interested in him before— here's what he did know, though: Taehyun's lips were addicting.

The flutter in Beomgyu's chest intensified. If not for the bench, he was sure his knees were too weak to support his weight. Taehyun's slightly chapped lips were motionless, but Beomgyu was already hot all over.

A flash of light in Beomgyu's peripheral made him flinch away. He surveyed the area, quickly looking around.

"What was that?" He mumbled out loud.

"Hmm," Taehyun hummed and wrapped his arm around Beomgyu's front, "That's probably just a car's headlights."

"What if someone's watching us, Tae? Shit, I think someone is." Beomgyu put his hand on the arm around his waist with the intention of pulling away in case there was someone watching.

"Beomgyu-hyung, no one is there."

He decided to give Taehyun the benefit of the doubt and just like that, their lips met again. The arm that prepped Taehyun on the backrest moved behind Beomgyu, resting on the bulk of his head as he reassuringly stroked the elder's hair.

Although this was Beomgyu's first time, he wasn't doing bad. In fact, it shocked Taehyun how compliant he was with moving along the flow.

It was all lips, until it wasn't. Taehyun's tongue moved past his mouth. His hand, which was still on the curve of the other's head, encouraged Beomgyu to part his lips to deepen the kiss.

Fuck, Beomgyu wished oxygen would stop being such a necessity. Taehyun disconnected, lower lip swollen and wet, to inhale much needed air.

A millisecond of patience, that was all Beomgyu could muster before he tugged on Taehyun's shirt— pulling him back in.

It was Beomgyu's turn to reciprocate the kiss, loving the blissful sensation that bloomed in him as he dug his tongue deeper.

Again, oxygen. "Fuck you're good at this," Taehyun said, his remark making Beomgyu smirk.

"Learned from the best, Tae. Apparently I'm a quick learne—"

"Talkative," Taehyun said and there they were again, in the darkness, giving open-mouthed kisses to each other.

This was so much better than drinking from a beer bottle.

He has dreamed of his first kiss, dreamed of Taehyun actually. His dream has come to life.

Until... it was time to wake up from it.

Flash! Snap!

Beomgyu ripped his face from Taehyun's, eyes fixating on... a person, a tripod in front of him.

Song Mingi. A well-known member of the ZEETA fraternity.

Nothing was sinking in on Beomgyu, he continued to stare into the camera.

Beomgyu shot up, his eyes darting between Taehyun and Mingi.

Tears brimmed in Beomgyu's eyes. He needed no explanation, or maybe he did. Or maybe he understood.

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"Congratulations, Taehyun. Officially part of the team now," Hongjoong, the frat's head said, taking out a printed photo of him and Beomgyu locking lips in the dark.

"You won't regret joining us, Taehyun, welcome," said Mingi.

The picture in his hands stayed back-side up. He couldn't bare to look at it.

He has lead Beomgyu on for months, only to exploit him, and earn himself a spot in the frat. A frat that required a messed-up, fucked up initiation.

Soon, Taehyun got over the guilt. Too soon.

Birds on the same feather flock together, and in the blink of an eye, the Taehyun Beomgyu's heart grew fond of, morphed into a monster that thought too highly of himself.

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"Even after I die, maybe Taehyun would still have that picture for everyone to see. Like taking advantage of me was some kind of trophy.

Because of what he did, no one would even look at me. If I was alone before I met him, I was even more isolated after news got out.

News that came from Taehyun himself; apparently, he wanted everyone to think all those dirty fucking thoughts about me.

He boasted about getting to third base with me, but hyung, you have to believe all we did was kiss.

If we had done more than that, maybe I never would've met you because it might've caused me to jump off a building.

Kang Taehyun was the fucking starting point, the gust of wind that caused a landslide.

Jun hyung, you have reached the end of the first tape. If you think it couldn't get fucking worse than this, oh, my Hell has only just begun."