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🔞 ¹⁸⁺ | ʸᵒᵘⁿᵍ/ᴺᵉʷ ᴬᵈᵘˡᵗ | ᴿᵒᵐᵃⁿᶜᵉ
Choi Yeonjun and Choi Beomgyu love each other, but their relationship brings many problems. And for several reasons.
Tʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴇᴘ⁻sɪʙʟɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ɪᴛ.
Nevertheless, the two try...
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With the ambulance to get Jinhyung out of the hole and take care of Yeonjun's bruises, the police also arrived.
And it wasn't long before Choi Jaeyi showed up either.
Beomgyu stood in front of his friend, holding the ice pack in one hand and stroking his blond hair with the other as he watched his mother get out of the vehicle. But Byungho also got out of a car of her own along with her friends. More than that. Even Hangyeol and Goo, as well as Mashiro and Kai were there.
Surprised by seeing the girl, Beomgyu pulled his hand out of Yeonjun's hair.
"But..."
It was the second shock that caught up with the boys that night. They hadn't expected to see their parents and friends, who looked incredibly relieved to boot. And Yeonjun immediately felt as if they had been looking for them.
As if everyone, had been worried about them.
And it was obvious that they had.
When Jaeyi's gaze met her son's and she walked towards him, tears immediately welled up in the corners of her eyes. For the past few days, she had only lived in fear.
Fear that he would never forgive her and never return.
Fear that she would never see her son again.
"Mum," Beomgyu squealed tearfully and his voice slid up a few octaves as he also began to cry and hug his mother. There was pure emotional chaos and all these emotions bubbled out of him in the form of tears. His whimpering and wailing was loud and bitter, chasing a stab in the heart of everyone present.
It was the pain that had been building up all these months and was now seeking its freedom.
His mother's sobs could be heard just as clearly.
She kept stroking his dark hair, even though he was taller than her. She stroked him so lovingly, as if he were her little boy. Byungho had now also joined his son and looked at his injuries, asking how he was doing. Meanwhile, Hangyeol and Goo had also arrived at Beomgyu and tried to calm the black-haired man.
