No Rules

Chapter 11

Beomgyu's POV

Days went by and I finally got used to the routine of practicing more than 10 hours a day. I've heard how difficult this industry is but how the company treats us made the burden a little lighter.

Yeonjun-hyung and I have got to be closer than any members, I seldom meet them because I have to take classes so I could keep up with them. I'm hoping that this monthly evaluation will end so that I can bond with them.

So far the practice has been good, to be honest, there's a lot of sexual tension and I can feel myself falling for him. I never felt like this to a guy before. Although back in school one of my guy friends confessed that he likes me. I know that we are close but I don't really feel anything romantic towards him. After he confessed he distanced himself because he can't control his feelings and he said he needed time for it to be gone. It happened that he's also going to migrate to another country. I was really sad but I had a lot of fun. I'm not scared to feel this way towards the same sex, my parents always taught me never to discriminate regardless of their status and gender. I never really labeled myself anything in particular but I keep my doors open. As if I'm also allowed to date. It's crazy how I think about it when I'm literally going to be single all my life if I debut.

Today is my free day. No one is in the dorm so I decided to clean and play music. It's not that I'm tired of our song but it's really refreshing to hear upbeat songs again. I was cleaning and dancing around, this is the most satisfying thing I did for the month.

I picked my phone to change the song and I realized I had several missed calls from Yeonjun-hyung. I called him immediately.

"Hyung, what's up?"

"Can you come here, please bring my shirt and my pants"

"Why what happened?"

"Someone threw his goddamn ice coffee all over me" he replied with much annoyance.

"I see, I'll be there in a minute"

"Thanks." He hung up.

I went to his room to grab his things when I saw something on the table. Papers are scattered all over the place. Some are crumpled but there's a paper that has several lines written on it. Out of curiosity, I took the chance to read it.

Warmth Home

Do you ever feel alone?

A cold tone in your own home.

Do you ever just hold yourself back?

So you could just keep yourself intact.

When I felt all those things,

Where do I go? Who do I call?

Just when everything seems to fall apart,

You came to my life, like a butterfly.

A love that comes from faith,

His comfort never came too late.

All that surrounds me, is a gift.

The weight in me lifts.

How much do I love?

When it's unconditional and immeasurable.

All I can say is that love makes a cold home warm.

I don't know why I felt like he was having a hard time, but I'm more curious about who referred to as a butterfly. Is it Soobin-hyung? A part of me hoped that it was me, but we've known each other not too long and I know it isn't me.