×3rd person pov×
beomgyu laid in bed, his mind racing. it was morning, but he didn't want to get up. anxiety clung to his heart as he slowly forced himself out of the warm bed.
his legs wobbled under his weight and he frowned. his head spun at the beginning of a headache.
he didn't want to approach yeonjun, fear creeping into his heart. he looked at the window, but it was too far from the ground to jump.
his only choice was to go out the front door, which he really didn't want to do. summoning up the courage, he set his hand on the door handle and turned it.
when he opened it, he screeched upon seeing yeonjun right there. yeonjuns eyes widened in surprise and he instinctively reached out to catch beomgyu from falling.
"oh, um.. hi?"
beomgyu spoke, embarrassment swarming him. yeonjun smiled slightly at the shy boy, instantly scolding himself.
I hate him.
yeonjun reminded himself, but he couldn't help but steal glances at beomgyu. the said boy suddenly shivered, wrapping his arms around himself in attempt to warm himself.
"are you cold?"
yeonjun asked, but realized that was stupid as beomgyu couldn't stop shivering. yeonjun quickly got awkward, not knowing what to do.
"umm.. d-did you sleep well?"
yeonjun internally smacked his face at the stupid question that escaped his lips before he could stop it.
"mhm.."
beomgyu mumbled, staring at the ground while his ears burned. his hands trembled with now cold his was. yeonjun eyed his hands and frowned.
"are you.. are you okay?"
yeonjun asked, rubbing the back of his neck. beomgyu shrugged, finally breaking his eye contact with the ground to look at yeonjun.
when he did, yeonjuns eyes flicked down to beomgyus nose, and he instantly grabbed his wrist, leading him into the bathroom.
beomgyu was too weak to argue, letting him drag him. yeonjun quickly made beomgyu sit on the sink, suddenly awkwardly stopping.
beomgyu watched as yeonjun had a silent fight in his head until yeonjun gently lifted beomgyus head up with his finger.
he excused himself swiftly before turning around and reaching into a closet. he pulled out a wash cloth and wetted it.
beomgyu then understood what was happening when yeonjun gently beckoned him to sit on the ground.
to which beomgyu did, he sat criss crossed on the ground, patiently waiting as yeonjun crouched down in front of him.
yeonjuns hands hovered in front of beomgyus face, but he shook his head and carefully lifted the youngers head.
beomgyu made the mistake of looking into yeonjuns eyes. he was so focused, his bottom lip lightly tucked into his mouth.
yeonjun was lightly swiping and dabbing the washcloth around beomgyus nose, making sure he got all the blood.
"beomgyu.. are you actually okay? not like I care or anything.."
yeonjun looked at beomgyu, to which beomgyu instantly looked away, not wanting the older to know he had been staring at him.
"I just don't want my toy to get hurt.. then who'll I tease and beat up?"
yeonjun teased quickly, but he could tell that his words weren't spoken the way he wanted. beomgyu shrugged again, his head throbbing painfully in his skull.
"you're burning up.."
yeonjun pointed out, reaching his hand up to feel beomgyus forehead. the younger only then realized how close they actually were.
yeonjun noticed it too, immediately leaning away from beomgyu. yeonjun finished cleaning him up and tossed the cloth into the bathtub, sitting back on his butt.
beomgyu sniffled and rubbed his arms in attempt to warm himself.
"yeonjun..?"
beomgyu spoke in a quiet voice, lifting his gaze to look at the mentioned boy.
"hm?"
yeonjun hummed and cocked his head to the side, his black hair falling in front of his face.
"I.. um... thank you."
he finally muttered out and yeonjuns lips curled into a slight smirk. beomgyu didn't seem to notice, rubbing his arms faster.
"you're welcome, I mean, it's not everyday you get to sleep in your crushes bed."
yeonjun slipped out casually and beomgyu snapped his head up. the older smirked wider and beomgyus jaw dropped.
"oh, cocky are we? what makes you think I like you?"
beomgyu pressed, leaning forward. he could hardly focus with the pounding headache, but he couldn't pass up the opportunity to argue and tease yeonjun.
"you came to my house at 3am to tell my taehyun texted you, you could have waited until school."
yeonjun fired and beomgyu nodded, leaning forward even more so that their faces were closer.
"mm, but aren't you the one that offered to help look for him?"
beomgyu spat playfully back, causing yeonjuns smirk to drop. the older rolled his eyes and eyed beomgyu up and down.
"aren't you the one that slept in my bed?"
yeonjun said, narrowing his eyes. beomgyus cheeks flushed a light pink and he lowered his head in defeat.
"are you blushing? ew."
yeonjun joked and beomgyu couldn't help but let a smile break out on his face. yeonjuns smile slowly dropped when he realized who he was smiling at.
"are you fine enough to go home?"
yeonjun asked, all happiness or playfulness vanished from his voice. beomgyu blinked and slowly nodded.
"great."
the older said and stood up, walking past beomgyu and leaving the bathroom. beomgyu sighed shakily and looked up at the sink, reaching his trembling hand out to grab it.
when he grasped it, he inhaled deeply as he forced himself into a standings position. ad he stood, his world spinning.
his head ached even worse and he had to lower his head in order to not topple back over.
"holy sh.t.."
beomgyu mumbled as he finally looked up, all the lights seeming ten times brighter. he stumbled his way into yeonjuns room, where the older was sat on his bed.
"I'll g-go.. I just- where.. where is my phone?"
beomgyu blinked heavily and widened his eyes, hoping that would clear the dizziness from them.
it didn't.
beomgyu reached out for the bed, but it seemed closer in his mind. he lost his balance and his legs gave out finally.
yeonjun yelped and reached out, catching beomgyu slightly. the younger didnt seem to have any energy in him, so he laid limply in yeonjuns arms.
"you don't look the best.."
yeonjun muttered, gazing down at beomgyu. the youngers eyes were small slits, his breathing shallow.
"ugh.. just help me up and I'll be out your hair."
beomgyu mumbled and struggling to get out of yeonjuns strong arms. the older kept holding him in his arms, staring down at him unblinkingly.
yeonjun finally blinked slowly and helped beomgyu into a sitting position, resting his hand on beomgyus back.
"beomgyu.."
yeonjun whispered, gulping lightly. beomgyu hummed, his eyes closing. yeonjun called his name again, hardly breathing at this point.
beomgyu forced his heavy eyelids open and he looked in yeonjuns direction, exhaustion weighing him down.
yeonjun screwed his shut and grabbed beomgyus face, smashing their lips together.
beomgyu gasped, but didn't immediately pull away. yeonjuns eyes were still closed, but beomgyus signature cinnamon scent filled his nose.
they finally pulled away after a moment, resting their foreheads on each other.
"beomgyu.. i- im sorry."
yeonjun mumbled and beomgyus breath hitched. beomgyu slowly pulled himself away from yeonjun.
"that didn't.. that didn't mean anything.... right?"
beomgyu muttered, confusion clouding his train of thought. yeonjun didn't answer, but eventually chuckled.
"no, I just wanted to taste your chapstick."
yeonjun laughed as he stood up, leaving the room. beomgyu watched him go, shock and confusion filling him.
beomgyu licked his lips slightly after yeonjun had left, bringing his hands up to his lips.
he wasn't wearing chapstick.
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WOO THEY KISSED
I wasn't gonna make them kiss until like chapter 30/35 but I got impatient..
as always, goodnight/morning<33