━ 𝘁𝘅𝘁 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

love to hate you part 2

TW:

✓ Some swearing in the front part

✓ Mention of physical violence

"Do you know why Y/N is so cold? I found out that she has a father who's in jail, and a mother that ran off with another man..." "Really? Woah, that explains her bitchy attitude, she's just a child who's never experienced anything close to love." As Beomgyu came out of the washroom, he heard sniggers and two boys gossiping about Y/N, one he didn't recognise but the other he recognised as Jae-sung, the fuck-boy from their level who was known for being a bully. Upon hearing their mocking tone, his fists clenched and unclenched, trying to calm himself down. He didn't like to fight and cause a scene but this was too much as the boys continued to joke about Y/N's family, insulting her with horrible words.

When they finally took notice of Beomgyu staring them down, the boy Beomgyu didn't recognise quickly took his leave, knowing that he would be beaten up if he stayed on. However, Jae-sung just stood there, smirking at Beomgyu, as if taunting Beomgyu to beat him up. "Stop making fun of Y/N," he said in a dangerously low voice, his jaw clenching. "Gosh, isn't that the little bitch's enemy? Trying to defend her now huh? Got a thing for her?" Jae-sung asked, letting out an amused chuckle. Without saying another word, Beomgyu threw his fist at Jae-sung's face but the boy only laughed, dodging it smoothly, letting Beomgyu's hand hit the wall behind him. If it was supposed to hurt, Beomgyu didn't feel it as he lunged at Jae-sung again, and this time, the boy retaliated, sending hard punches to Beomgyu's face. Soon, it became a full-fledged fight until Beomgyu grabbed Jae-sung's collar and threw him to the ground and walked away, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth away as the pain from the fight slowly crept in. He spotted Y/N and her friend in front of him and quickly changed course but Y/N's friend has already seen him and pointed him out to Y/N, who turned to look at him.

"All done," Y/N said, putting on the last of the bandages on Beomgyu. Her anger had dissipated within the time she was helping him clean his wounds and now she only felt curiosity. She peeked at his face and when she realised he was already looking at her, she quickly dropped her gaze to the floor, studying it intensely.

"I'm thinking you want to know why I fought?" Beomgyu suddenly spoke up, his voice sending chills down her spine- the good kind of course. "Why?" Y/N asked, not even bothering to mask her interest. "Some boys were saying shit they shouldn't have about you, and I guess I got mad and the rest you know," he said, shrugging. Y/N nodded knowingly, a small smile on her face. It wasn't weird that someone had dug out her family background and she wasn't going to pretend she had a perfect family anyways. But for Beomgyu to fight someone over that matter because of her? She felt protected, and maybe even loved, as she hoped, something she was never given as a child.

Beomgyu raised his head slowly, his dark eyes meeting with her big brown ones. "Are you mad?" he asked, and he instantly sounded like a guilty kid who stole a lollipop from the cupboard, which made Y/N want to put him in her pocket. "I'm not mad, I've expected my family background to be exposed one day. But, why did you care if I was getting bad-mouthed? You could've been called to the principal's office or get seriously hurt, you fool," she replied, frowning at his bandaged hands.

"Because," Beomgyu said, lifting her chin up gently with one hand, "because...I'm a fool for you. I like you, Y/N." His eyes travelled to her lips, his heart pounding out of his chest from how close they were. He was in denial of his feelings for her initially but he was clear of them now. He couldn't help it and without warning, he closed the distance between them, placing his lips ever so softly onto hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He let out a satisfied hum and she shuddered as it echoed through her. They broke off the kiss and he pecked Y/N on the nose, making her cheeks burn.

"I guess we aren't enemies anymore, hm?" Y/N asked breathlessly and Beomgyu nodded, brushing the loose strands of her hair back as they exchanged a shy smile.

If you had told the both of them a year ago they would get together, they would've laughed, however, the weird feeling somehow disappeared and it was replaced by the comfort they found in each other, one that they wished they had found earlier and would now cherish forever.

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A/N: Rather short two-shot but I hope you liked it!!