idol | taegyu

the feeling of being left alone.

taehyun woke up with a very very painful headache. his head hurt so much, it felt like it was going to split into two.

what had happened?

all taehyun had remembered was him drinking from his parents stash in the house.how did he end up in his house?

wait, was this his house?

taehyun quickly scanned the surroundings and breathed a sign of relief when he saw that it was indeed his own bedroom.

taehyun always told himself not to drink under any circumstances but when he found himself lonely, this was his only choice.

his clothes were changed too. wait, who changed his clothes?

right, beomgyu.

a blush came over taehyun's face as he thought ab0ut beomgyu. he didn't say anything weird to beomgyu, right?

taehyun was just about to get up when the room door opened and beomgyu walked in with a tray in his hand.

"good morning!" said beomgyu, giving taehyun a smile. for some reason, there was a small blush on beomgyu's cheek that taehyun didn't fail to notice.
taehyun half-heartedly returned the smile. "morning..."

"here, i got you some water and this painkiller for the headache. please do take them, i requested yeonjun to give you half the day off but he refused because i wouldn't give him a reason. i mean, i don't think you want me to tell him that you were drunk beyond reason."

taehyun's cheeks slightly flushed. "no, please don't tell them. also about the drinking..."

beomgyu's face immediately turned into one of anger. "i was just going to come to that. what were you thinking? one, you're underage. that should be a really good reason for you to not drink. two, you are an idol and you have busy schedules. how do you expect to work with such a painful headache? three, what if i wasn't there? what if you didn't make it safely back home? what if you had passed out on the street? do you have any idea how worried i was because of how late you were? i was, this, close to calling yeonjun. do you want to disturb him as w---"

taehyun grabbed beomgyu's waist and hugged him, putting his head against beomgyu's waist. 
"i'm sorry."

beomgyu stopped his rant and looked at taehyun, a soft expression in his eyes.

i like you

beomgyu face immediately flushed red and he pushed taehyun back in an instant. "ummm, the porridge might be getting burnt. freshen up and come down."
beomgyu left the room and clutched his heart.

a lot of drunk people say a bunch of shit so there was absolutelty no reason for beomgyu to react like this.

but yet, for some damn reason, beomgyu's heart just wouldn't calm down.
this wasn't good. taehyun was his idol, his boss and someone he had to take care of.

just how great was this situation.

beomgyu just had to fall in love.
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taehyun freshened up and went downstairs to see that beomgyu had already prepared the porridge which was supposedly good for headaches.

beomgyu's behaviour from earlier thoroughly confused him. was he not allowed to hug beomgyu or something? but their relationship was no longer a client and his bodyguard. they were much more than that.
they were at most, friends.