My Ideal Type Is Kang Taehyun | TaeGyu

Hazel under the sunlight

Before this chapter starts, I'd like to inform that I AM NOT SUPPORTING CHEATING . No matter what the reason is, the cheater is solely responsible for it. And that's why we tend to ignore the other side of the story.

It takes two to make a quarrel, and two wrongs don't make a right.

Meaning, in the story, Yeonjun and Beomgyu are both wrong. Yeonjun being wrong doesn't make Beomgyu right and vice-versa.

Beomgyu smacked his lips together.

"I think I should put some more." He mumbled, applying more of his lip tint in his fingers before rubbing them against his lips.

He was in the washroom, getting ready just before the competition started. His make-up was almost done when he started hearing noises – weirds noises – from one of the bathroom stalls.

There were some squelching and muffled words he couldn't put his finger on. Beomgyu scrunched his nose at the sudden distraction.

I'm sure it's some horny couple. Beomgyu shook his head, and he was about to put on his cushion compact until—

"Mmmh~ Soobin-ah."

Beomgyu's eyes widened. He knew that voice like the back of his hand but the tone wasn't familiar to him. And the fact that the plump lips had someone else's name rolling off with the nasally little whines got his hackles up.

He stood there frozen as the restroom filled with heavy and desperate breathings. His nails dug deeper into his palms, he wanted to gag. Suddenly, the sound of the lock opening was heard and he was alarmed. He couldn't let the other two know that he was here while they were giving each other a quickie right before the competition.

Looking around carefully and as the door clicked, he jumped behind the open main door to hide.

"Careful, Jjunie hyung!" Beomgyu heard Soobin say, assuming Yeonjun was walking without watching again.

"Aww babe, you're so cute." Yeonjun giggled, and Beomgyu rolled his eyes.

"You go and wait for me. I'd need to clean the mess you caused on my hand." Soobin's voice was gentle as if he were talking to some fragile glass.

However, those words made Beomgyu almost throw up that he had to bring up his hand to cover his mouth. He became a little cautious when footsteps came his way before walking out of the area.

Sighing, Beomgyu dared to peek and a wave of relief washed over him when he saw Soobin turned with his back towards him, washing his hands with the provided handwash. Once again, bile rose up to his throat when he recalled what they were doing inside.

"Oh? Beomgyu? What are you doing there?"

The raven-haired looked up to see Soobin staring at him through the mirror, his expression surprised.

"Don't tell me you could...hear us? Oh God!" Soobin rubbed his temple with his other hand, his cheeks reddening. He was genuinely embarrassed, this was the nth time he had given up on his argument with Yeonjun why they shouldn't be pulling off such stunts in public and semi-public places.

Beomgyu cleared his throat and nonchalantly walked up to the sink. Putting on the compact as he was about to earlier while speaking, "You know, stealing someone else's boyfriend is fine but you shouldn't be—"

"Excuse me? Stealing someone else's boyfriend?"

"What?" Beomgyu smirked, shutting the powder case. "You aren't that dumb to realize that you've stolen Yeonjun from me. If not for you, Yeonjun would've never lied to me."