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Destroyed Bedroom

Choi Beomgyu🎸

We walk out the hospital, my hand held in hers. It feels really weird. I've never really held hands with a girl before. But it kinda feels a little nice though. Her hands were a little big, not really matching up with her height. I could see her slightly smiling to herself, humming as she swings our hands, entwined together.

Damn, this girl is really weird. I thought her brother was something, letting in this random kid to stay over at his house. But his sister, it's like nothing fazes her and she just shrugs her way through life. She's not even asking me questions, and just treats me like how you would treat a friend; its absolute madness.

"Okay, so where to Captain?" she calls, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Huh?" I look at her in confusion. 

She lightly reaches out her other hand and flicks my head. "Your place, dumbass. Where is it?" she says, a light chuckle escaping her lips.

"Oh," I say in embarrassment. "Gangnam, Cheongdam 1, Namgi Street, Villa number 403." 

"Oh damn, that was fast. I take like twenty minutes to figure out what street I live in. Also hey, my friends live right next to you. That's so weird."

"Wait, really?" I question in surprise. 

She nods, humming. "Ever heard of the legendary amazing, spectacular, outta the world duo 'the Choi Brothers'? They used to go to Hanlim High." she says, dramatically.

"Yeah, I've seen them before. They're close friends with you right?"

"Yep. We met back in like elementary school and we've been friends ever since."  

"They've both graduated right?"

"Yep," she nods. "They're both university kids right now. It's really hard to meet up with them right now.'

We walk on for a while until we reach my place. Home. Or a place I wish I called home. Under certain circumstances, I don't believe that's possible. 

Yuna walks over to the front door and pauses. I panic for a second, wondering what happened. I walk up to the door to see what's caught her off guard so much. The door knob lies on the ground, while the door is smashed in the middle, pieces of wood laying on the ground.

Suprisingly, she doesn't ask for an explanation and walks in. I follow behind her, suddenly feeling quite self conscious about everything. She looks around the place, admiring everything. She cranes her neck around to get a clear view of the living room.

"Woah, your place is huge," she exclaims. I laugh to myself. 

"I hate to say this myself, but money actually isn't everything. It can bring you lots of things obviously. But it's all just momentary happiness."

What I said was actually true, well atleast that's what I believe. I'll admit, money has power. But power might only be what some people want. Personally, all I want is love and appreciation. Money can't really get me that. Plus I wouldn't really want to try out a one night stand. I'm just 18.

She simply shrugs, agreeing to disagree. She walks over and waits for me next to the stairs, her eyes asking if we were to go above. I give her a small nod and follow her up the stairs. We make a right turn towards the hallway,when she suddenly flinches away, causing her to fall onto me. I reach out to grab her shoulders, holding her against me.

"Oh shit, that scared me." She lets out a sigh. 

I then realize what caused her to move back. A pair of drumsticks, one I recently bought about two weeks ago, was stabbed onto my door and there were two holes in the door, in which halves of both the sticks resided. I guess I'm a lot stronger than I had thought.

I reach out to pull the sticks out of my door, Yuna and I separating from each other. I throw open my door, my 'KEEP CALM AND ROCK OUT!' sign, hangs on the door, now tumbling to the ground. Yuna bends down to grab it and snickers, trying her best to hide her smirk. "Who knew you could get so corny?" she mutters lightly. I chuckle awkwardly, embarrassed.

We walk into my room to see the place thrashed around. Clothes, Books, CDs all thrown around everywhere creating a huge pile of mess. My wardrobe doors were open, my music book pages torn. It was devastating to see the one place I held comfort in, completely destroyed.

"Woah, Beomgyu, what happened?" Yuna asks, tip toeing through the mess. 

"Uh..." I scratch my head in thought, wondering what to tell her. She takes the hint that I don't wanna tell her anything and walks away, swinging her arms around awkwardly.

I walk towards my clothes thrown on the floor and pick them up and start shoving them in my bag. Yuna walks around wordlessly, picking up some songs I've written. She skims over them, eyesbrows creased in focus. 

"Ooh, you write music?" she asks with a smile. 

"Uh...kinda I guess. I mean I attempt to," I say, feeling a little embarrassed.

She laughs a little and walks away, exploring a bit. I manage to take all the clothes I'd need and fit it into two backpacks. I suddenly hear Yuna let out a light gasp. I turn over to look at her, to see her holding my phone in her hand. Shit.

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[EDITED]

hEyYyyy guyS

Ok so I'll admit this chapter is really short and honestly nothing is even going on tbh but it's more of a filler cause I needed to switch on to Yuna's pov for the next chapter so that's lowkey why it's so bland 

Also its cause I suck too but anyways😀

I hate it when I dont have much to say in my Author's note-

Ok so I'm currently watching the drama "run on" rn and idk why but I'm so freaking bored. Like it's been over 2 weeks since I've started it and I'm just not feeling it but I cant just leave it like that yk

Anyways I rewatched "true beauty" again and like-

OML HAN SEOJUN HAND IN MARRIAGE SIR

Eunwoo sounds so hot in there oh lord

Also I've seen a few people say that suho in that drama was lowkey toxic

I did believe at some point but by rewatching it I'm like he does have his moments but I don't believe he's incredibly toxic just a lil stupid is all

But then again I'm not sure honestly

Now on to our gyu of the day 

Um he's beautiful what-

Anyways I'm tired so like byE-

_RAVEN_