My Son, Beomhyun

Chapter 107

Note: Surprise, surprise!!!

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Silence ruled over the two males.

"I um... I thought you were asleep by now," Beomgyu nervously mumbles, inwardly wincing at the pain in his bleeding arm.

Taehyun frowned and walked up to the older male.

"How can I sleep when you said you and the others were going to have a little chat with the Youngs."

Mafia talks were never a good sign, and Taehyun can confirm it since he has his fair share of those in the past. The talks were usually held when one of the gangs had crossed the line or had the audacity to break a pact.

So instead of talking through their mouths they do it with guns and overall brutality.

It was basically a gang war.

Taehyun lets out a sigh. "Where else does it hurt?"

Beomgyu gulped, "Um... It's just a couple of bruises and a few minor cuts."

Taehyun lets out a sigh. "Sit on the couch, I'm getting the first aid kit—"

"Tae it's alright I—"

"No, you're literally bleeding and I don't even wanna know why you came straight home without even visiting Yeonjun-hyung's clinic!" Taehyun rambles.

"I'm getting the first aid kit and sit on the couch." he says before heading to where the first aid kit was situated.

Once Taehyun went back to the living room with the first aid kit, he saw Beomgyu sitting on the couch, eyes trailed on him as Taehyun placed himself beside the latter.

"Take off your shirt hyung."

"What?!" Beomgyu exclaims. "I...you–"

"I need to see how many your wounds are now take it off," Taehyun explains, gesturing the older male to take his shirt off.

"Okay okay I'll... I'll take it off," Beomgyu says awkwardly as he began unbuttoning his shirt.

Once he was completely shirtless, Taehyun's eyes widen as he saw the countless bruises and cuts around Beomgyu's chest area and his back. Quickly he opened an ointment and began to treat the wounds.

"Were you guys outnumbered?" Taehyun asked, eyes on the bruises Beomgyu had gotten.

"I guess you can say that, turns out the Youngs didn't fancy the idea of keeping peace with the other gangs. So you could say everything got messed up after that." Beomgyu explains, wincing whenever Taehyun dabs ointment onto his wounds.

"Stay still." Taehyun tells him.

"I am staying still," Beomgyu argues.

Once he finished, Taehyun gestures Beomgyu to turn around so he can treat the wounds on his back and the latter obliged.

As soon as Taehyun was facing Beomgyu's back he soon realized that the older had gotten a bit muscular.

His shoulders were wide, his biceps became more defined and  Taehyun could definitely confirm thst the older male was working out. And the huge bear tattoo on Beomgyu's well defined back proudly took over almost half of his back.

'Get a grip Taehyun.'

He shook his head and took in a deep breath before shakily placing cream ointment on the purple-ish bruises.

Once Beomgyu felt Taehyun's soft fingers on his back he swallowed the lump on his throat; his body tensed.

The silence was heavy, and somehow the atmosphere became suffocating.

Then Beomgyu's breath hitched as he felt Taehyun's hand on his shoulder.

"Turn around hyung." he whispers.

The older male gulped as he slowly did as told, now staring at Taehyun's doe-y eyes.

"Alright..." Taehyun let's out a sigh.

"Lean closer."

"What?! Why—"

Beomgyu eyes widen when Taehyun grabbed his jaw and harshly tugged him near. Getting Beomgyu a clearer view of Taehyun's eyes and lips.

"Do you really think I can treat that busted lip of yours if you don't lean closer?" Taehyun asked, he noticed the older male's adam's apple going up and down.

Beomgyu inched a little more closer to the blonde haired male; faces only inches away from each other.

Their heart were racing as they knew how the atmosphere was getting tenser. Their eyes were glued on one another as they somehow remembered a certain night they shared sixteen years ago.

Taehyun's hand that was previoisly cupping Beomgyu's jaw went its way towards the older male's cheek.

"You even have a bruise on your cheek," Taehyun mutters, his fingers softly tracing Beomgyu's right cheek.

"I'll get you an ice pack," he whispers as he quickly stood up.

Beomgyu only watched as Taehyun went back to the kitchen to grab ice which broke the tension.

Once he was back, Taehyun handed Beomgyu a cold ice pack.

"Here," Taehyun says and Beomgyu takes it gratefully. "And make sure you go see Yeonjun-hyung tomorrow so your wounds get treated properly—"

"But you already treated me—"

"Hyung that's different–"

"How is that different?" Beomgyu protested.

Taehyun glared at him. "If you don't go there tomorrow Choi Beomgyu I'll drag you there myself." he says with a threatening tone.

Although Beomgyu could've argued back. But then again, who was he to argue against Kang Taehyun?

Letting out a sigh, Beomgyu nodded his head. "Fine, I'll go in the morning."

Beomgyu saw Taehyun's eyes soften and smiled at him. "Alright, I'll be off to bed now, night hyung."

The older nodded and smiled as a thanks. "Good night Taehyun."

Taehyun only gave him a brief nod and a smile before going upstairs.

Once Taehyun had reach the second floor, he lets out an sigh of utter relief. He felt his heart beat as if it was racing and Taehyun knew for a fact that he was blushing.

"Shit..."

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Yeonjun happily arranged his things in order, humming a tune as he felt at peace.

But that wasn't long when he heard the door to his clinic burst open. Looking up, the older male saw Beomgyu walking in with a slightly bruised lip.

"Took you forever to walk in so I can treat your wounds, boss." Yeonjun mocks playfully, emphasizing the boss.

"Taehyun already treated it but I still don't understand why he told me to see you." Beomgyu scoffed, sitting on the chair thst wad provided.

"Oh? Taehyun... treated your wounds?" Yeonjun says in a sly voice.

Sensing the tone, Beomgyu scoffed. "Nothing happened," he said in a firm tone.

"Okay sir, whatever floats your boat," Yeonjun shrugs before checking the younger male's wounds.

"Oh my, they've done quite a number on you. Must've been a pretty tense night." Yeonjun commented.

Beomgyu didn't answer him as he remembered how close he and Taehyun were last night.

"Yeah—" Beomgyu mutters as he remembered the blonde haired male's doe-y eyes.

"It was..."

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I hope you liked the chapter:)

-Ria