Dandelions | Yeongyu

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The boys were now back at Beomgyus house sititng in his dark room on the bed. Beomgyu was still silent as Yeonjun begged for his forgiveness even though Beomgyu felt as if he really shouldn't have. Maybe he was still in shock too see him. "I'm sorry Beomgyu I really am." He cried out trying to keep his voice low and only between them. But it was hard as it was shaky with hiccups.

It's as if he were scared of Beomgyu leaving him, maybe he inflicted that by rushing out of his house so suddenly. This just made him feel extremely guilty as he rubbed the back of his neck, being mute simply as he didn't know what to start with.

"Please just talk to me." The other begged putting both hands on Beomgyus thighs lightly shaking him twice. Even if he wanted to speak, Beomgyu himself couldn't even get a simple word in through all the sobs.

"I promise the book didn't acutely mean anything and we can rip it up together if you want. I don't want anything to scare you. It's just the first time we looked at it you seemed fine so that's why I didn't get rid of it. Still I didn't mean to over step any boundaries with you."

Yeonjun pleaded as he rambled but part of that phrase lingered in Beomgyus ear. He was still talking as if they really did go through it together, which brought the unsettling feeling back in Beomgyus nerves. Why for the love of god could he not remember? He talked himself out of the panic once but each time Yeonjun brought it up would send him back into it.

"Will you stop already." He finally cut him off and looked into his eyes like Yeonjun so badly desired. Even if it wasn't a sweet look, at least it was something.

"You really show up begging for me to forgive you after not even being able to text me all day? I called and called and I got no response yet when I did that because I was sick you got all mad at me. You're such a hypocrite." He spat, supersized at himself for doing so. It's not like Yeonjun deserved to be snap at, but Beomgyu felt overwhelmed and it just came out. Though part of the angry he felt was true which was towards the other ignoring him as he stated.

His tone made Yeonjun lower his head in sham, his shoulders scrunching up with it. He looked like a puppy that got scolded.

Honestly why did he yell at him like that? Part of him expected to be yelled at back, not this pouty look.

"I wanted to call you so bad, but I couldn't. My parents found out I was staying out late so they grounded me and took all my stuff away. I had to sneak out of my window now that they are in bed." He said and even Beomgyu felt some type of warm feeling as at least now he had an answer as to why he wouldn't message back.

He also took pride in knowing Yeonjun took a risk to come see him even knowing he could get in serious trouble.

This made him lighten up and speak with a much gentler tone. "I appreciate you coming all this way. I just need some time." He said and Yeonjun sent him the best smile he could make with his heart feeling heavy. "I don't want to fight anymore. I just want it to be us the way we are supposed to be. You're feelings are way more important to me, so if you don't want to talk about it anymore we don't have too." He offered and so Beomgyu gave in, just hugging him tight.

Of course the confusion and doubt still stung his mind. But he agreed with Yeonjun, he didn't want to feel disconnected anymore either, so he accepted his apology and chose to believe him.

Yeonjun felt his heart rate increase as he now hugged back, even tighter than Beomgyu was. He buried his face in the youngers shoulder and chose to never let him go no matter what. He really needed this affection hug, he felt to luckily to be granted it. Beomgyu, was thinking the same way.

Yeonjun body heat was just so warm.

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The night grew late as they laid in bed holding each other and talking in gentle tones. "So when will you get your phone back?" Beomgyu asked because he didn't know how long he could go with out texting him. "No clue, could be in a couple days or it could be in five years." He said dead serious. "There's no telling with those two."