🩹scared | taegyu

🩹sixty-two

1 new message; hi beomgyu.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

beomgyu spends the next two weeks locked in his new bedroom, because he's grounded. his step-mum is worried he'll escape through the window and see taehyun, so he has swapped rooms with dahyun, her room is on the second floor.

he spends most of his time looking at the tape residue from her posters on the purple walls. jaehyun smuggles as much food for beomgyu as he can, in through the door that connects their two bedrooms. some days taeyong visits and they chat for a while through the door. they have to whisper though, since jaehyun's door always has to be open whenever taeyong visits.

some days taeyong can't hold back his emotions and sits by the door for a long time, hugging beomgyu who has to fight back the tears whenever he holds him. but taeyong's hugs are not the same as taehyun's hugs. taeyong hugs to comfort and taehyun hugs to be comforted. taehyun leans into beomgyu's embrace, wanting to be held, but taeyong wants to hold beomgyu. it's not the same.

beomgyu has to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, when no one is awake to yell at him. he sits on the window sill of the bedroom on the second floor until the sun comes up, breathing in the chilly air. sometimes he wants to scream at the cars passing by, but he doesn't. some days jaehyun sits next to him on the window sill, other days beomgyu sits there alone. once he wanted to jump off, but he didn't.

it's friday, exactly two weeks since he visited taehyun and stayed over, it's almost two weeks since he smiled last. no phone, no contact with the outside world, he's just alone. he wonders if taehyun is doing alright. if he misses him as much as beomgyu does.

there's an unexpected knock at the door and beomgyu jumps slightly. he gets up from the floor, where he's been lying in silence for the last half an hour. and answers the knock with a knock in return. he's locked in the room from outside, the door has to be unlocked from the outside.

"you have to unlock the door." beomgyu says and the door unlocks. jaehyun is on the other side with a worried expression.

"mum and your dad want to talk. i don't know what it's about, so prepare yourself." he says and beomgyu feels the bile rise in his throat. never before has he felt this scared before. he feels like throwing up. they haven't wanted to talk to him for the past week, so this came as an unwanted surprise.

beomgyu sits in silence, looking down at the dinner table in front of him. fighting back the urge to scream and yell, but that'll only make it worse. for now all he can do is sit quietly and listen to the adults.

his dad has that familiar look on his face, the only face he ever makes to beomgyu. the 'i can't believe you're my kid' look, he's so disappointed in beomgyu and it shows. beomgyu wants to cry as his step-mum is screaming her head off, banging her fists on the wooden table.

"i can't hear what you're saying when you're screaming like a psycho." beomgyu says, looking her dead in the eye. she shuts up immediately and sits down. it looks like she wants to choke him to death, but beomgyu doesn't care, because he wants to do the same to her.

"stop glaring at her like that, beomgyu. be respectful." his dad says sternly, taking his wife's hand in his own. beomgyu almost throws up in his mouth out of anger.

you're supposed to be on my side. you're supposed to look after me, not her. i'm your kid, not her's. i'm yours, dad.

"you're just like your mother." his dad mutters under his breath and beomgyu stops breathing. you're supposed to protect me.