Time || YeonGyu AU✔

chapter 8

          Another sleepless night...

          It was a terribly exhausting day for Beomgyu and he couldn't help dwelling on the strange events of the recent days. The boy was surrounded by utter darkness, pitch black absorbing all sources of light which were being blocked by the thick curtains widely covering the windows. A weak beam of the huge moon over the murky, endless sky, was illuminating the outside world, painting nature in its pale colour while the black-haired male sat in his room, wrapped up in the cold blanket of midnight time. Faint sounds of calm breaths were the only audible things in the chilly atmosphere, swallowing up the heavy silence which was flying through the thick and heavy air. He was laying on his bed alone, leaning against the headboard with his back while his legs were crossed and his fingers intertwined loosely against his chest. His eyes were looking in the space unconsciously, not even noticing anything in the room not because of the darkness, but because he was so absorbed in the unceasing throng of thoughts that he could barely see anything around him.

          So much happened in his life only in two days and he was feeling like things would never be the same anymore, something had changed in his heart, and he knew this change would stay always there no matter how hard he would try to get rid of it.

          Choi Yeonjun... he was really making him feel things and the disaster was that he couldn't name those eerie sensations which were fretting his nerves covertly, he couldn't even notice his breaths getting heavy every now and then. They were causing flashes of pain to cross his head, but his mind wouldn't just stop, it continued going into places without his consent as a huge avalanche of ideas kept striking him. He would try to shake his thoughts off and think about the amount of money he owned now instead. When he returned home he found the rest of the money put in an envelope at his door, so now he could boldly say that he was rich and he could plan what he wanted to do with it, but then Yeonjun would appear in his mind again out of nowhere, at least, he was the reason why Beomgyu got rich so suddenly, in just a day. It was natural that thinking about the money would prompt his name to arise in his mind over and over again. At least, he was glad that he managed to release himself from the older's distressing house eventually, but he didn't turn out to be lucky enough to have left that place without causing unnecessary drama.

          "Time machine?", Beomgyu asked in disbelief, his eyes narrowed unconsciously as he couldn't believe his own ears. Was anything like that even possible? It more sounded like a thing of science fiction than reality.

          Yeonjun did everything to overpower his nagging feelings and turned back to him, his arms folded against his chest as he stared at the boy nonchalantly, but Beomgyu still could notice the hints of loneliness and gloom screaming from them, making them shine in a wistful, but beautiful colour.

          The younger's mind got occupied by his complete beauty, even under those bruises, he was still ethereal and Beomgyu even thought a couple of times that he was an angel sent from heaven only if his actions weren't speaking the opposite, "Sounds mindblowing, doesn't it?", Yeonjun asked ironically, a faint chuckle escaping his lips as he couldn't even notice the other's enchanted eyes adoring him subconsciously and scanning every spot on his face carefully, but he got snapped back to reality as soon as the older's deep voice reached his ears and he cleared his throat awkwardly.

          Yeonjun moved off the gleaming window and took a couple of steps towards him, which went unnoticed by Beomgyu since he was busy thinking about his words now. He wanted to believe that what Yeonjun was saying about the time machine was much more interesting than his face. He couldn't even notice when he bowed his head as some uneasy feeling nibbled at his heart and caused hot sweat to form on his palms, his gaze falling upon the smooth floor under him, "I'm only saying this to you, because you're somehow related to the murder of my family and I want to know why or how", Yeonjun stated in a serious tone, sharpness settling in his orbs as horrifying memories of his parents dead, bloody bodies flashed his mind like a lightning, which would always be followed by the deafening thunderstorm, but he managed to keep his composure now. He just stared at the boy with an intense, piercing gaze and Beomgyu almost squirmed in discomfort since he could feel the older's orbs drilling holes into his skull.