hate me | yeongyu

6

"you don't have to tell me anything if you're not comfortable with it." yeonjun carefully applies disinfectant.

"you hate me right?" beomgyu asks casually.

the question caught yeonjun a little of guard. "i-i'm just not that fond of you."

"no i get it. i'm like a black cat that brings you bad luck." beomgyu giggles a little.

yeonjun laughs at the comparison. "yeah you can say that." he patches beomgyu right up again.

"admit you hate me." beomgyu's innocent eyes stare right into his soul.

a nervous laugh escapes yeonjun's mouth. "i can't say that."

"lies, tell me lies then." beomgyu comes closer to yeonjun.

"what?" yeonjun slowly moves backwards.

"date me, break me and tell me how you hate me." beomgyu is so close to yeonjun that it makes him nervous. yeonjun falls backwards off his bed, after he tried to move away from beomgyu.

he gets up with a hand on his pained head. "i fucking hate you."

beomgyu falls into laughter as his heart flutters. he lays back down biting on his finger.

yeonjun shakes his head and lays down next to him. just as he lays down his phone starts to ring. it's yeosang? beomgyu knows yeosang so yeonjun puts it on speaker.

"what's up sangie?"

beomgyu shoots up at hearing that name. he hopes yeosang is calling coincidental.

"hi jun... sorry to call out of the blue but have you seen beomgyu? his parents called thinking he was with us but he isn't. they think he's missing."

beomgyu lays a finger on his mouth after mouthing 'don't say a thing'.

although yeonjun is quite confused, he sits up and decides to get along with it.

"hmm, no i haven't seen him since yesterday when we studied. do you have a clue where he could be?"

"shit i'm so worried. taehyun already called everyone from their class, he's this close to walking back to seoul. gyu called earlier that night and i knew something was wrong! ugh i'm the worst."

"sangie calm down. i can look around if you want me to."

"please that'd be amazing. i'm sorry to bother your time with your sisters. i'll hang up now, text me details please."

"i got you babe. talk to you later."

yeonjun hangs up and looks with an angry expression at beomgyu. "what the fuck was that about?"

"uhm,, well you see i uh kinda ran away from home?" beomgyu puts his hair behind his ears trying to look innocent, but yeonjun is not buying it.

"you what? where's your phone?"

"in my back. i turned it off so my parents can't track me."