Our Sinful Love | TaeGyu AU✔

"regrets"

As the sun rose and its warmth crept through cracks in the curtain, Beomgyu stirred from a deep sleep.

The boy yawned and blinked, stretching until his back cracked audibly. As his brain woke up and tried to work its way past the fog of sleep, Beomgyu became aware that something was... strange because he felt arms around his waist.

He looked down confusingly. Laying next to him, cuddled into his side like a cat, was Yeonjun. He had his head nestled comfortably against Beomgyu's collarbone and was snoring softly, and the latter couldn't manage to stop his heart from racing uncomfortably from how wrong it felt to be this close to his husband, especially after fucking his brother-in-law.

As a disturbing feeling of guilt settled in his stomach, Beomgyu gently pried himself out of Yeonjun's grasp, ignoring how his heart nearly exploded when the memories of the previous night with Taehyun came back in a rush and made him feel bad and excited at the same time.

Was that night even real?

Because Beomgyu had been dreaming about it for too long. It was hard to believe that he had finally claimed Taehyun as his, but still, he felt heavy, like there was something stuck in his chest and dragging him along in an endless pit of self-loathing. It was weighing him down.

And now that dream had come true, Beomgyu wasn't satisfied, he felt guilty and afraid as he was looking at Yeonjun's peaceful face. If only the latter knew what his two beloved people had been doing behind his back. If only...

Beomgyu shook his head violently, trying to rid of the unwanted thoughts. Yeonjun didn't know about any of these things and the last thing Beomgyu wanted was to break Yeonjun's heart. Beomgyu loved him as a person and friend and felt bad for cheating on him. The things that happened between him and Taehyun the previous night... Beomgyu loved it, but it made his guilt worse when he thought about it.

"What about your painting lessons?", Yeonjun asked with a smiley expression as they all sat outside under the warm sun, watching the clouds slowly float by. The boys were just sitting quietly on one of the grass beds, their eyes reflecting the rays from the sun, "Are they going well?"

Yeonjun glanced over at Beomgyu and smiled softly at the boy, reaching out a hand to hold his husband's one. Their fingers entwined perfectly, naturally which brought some tension to Beomgyu's muscles and the blonde male in front of them whose expression slowly dropped at the unpleasant sight of their holding hands.

"I-I'm almost done with it, actually", Beomgyu replied with a hint of nervousness lacing his tone, his hand trembling a bit as he tried to avoid eye contact with Taehyun who was watching and listening to them quietly, "Your brother is a good teacher", Beomgyu forced an anxious smile, eyes looking into Yeonjun's brightened up ones, "My skills have gotten better and I've started to like the outcomes of my work"

Beomgyu paused, swallowing as he took in the sight of Taehyun sitting across them and the soft look on Yeonjun's face as he looked lovingly upon his husband with happy sparkles in his eyes. It made Beomgyu feel bad, extremely guilty but Yeonjun would never know because Beomgyu was just acting like nothing had ever changed between them. He felt so dirty and horrible that he could feel his heart ripping apart and tearing itself as he thought about how much he hurt the only person he was supposed to be in love with. Beomgyu hated it, hated himself.

"I'm happy to hear that", Yeonjun patted Beomgyu's hand softly while smiling at him sweetly and Taehyun couldn't hold the urge of looking away, "Do you mind showing your paintings to me? I really want to see how talented my baby husband is"

Beomgyu froze for a second before taking a deep breath and giving Yeonjun the tiniest nod. Yeonjun smiled brightly at him while turning his attention back to Taehyun who was looking up in confusion, realising the blonde seemed more upset than before. He saw the way he clenched his fists together tightly and noticed his breathing was unsteady. Taehyun frowned slightly. This was not how their morning usually went.