JUST NOT PRETEND | SY ✓

Chapter 24 - Finally

Yeonjun could feel it, Soobin's breaths weren't as slow as they would be if the younger was asleep, resting head on his chest. Yeonjun knew Soobin wasn't sleeping.

"Awake, aren't you?" Yeonjun asked, keeping his voice soft, just a whisper because the silence around them was just too serene to be broken by speaking with a higher tone.

Soobin sighed. "Why are you awake though?"

It was Yeonjun's turn to sigh, hands curling around his boyfriend's torso tighter. "I don't know, you tell me, why aren't you sleeping?" He draws light vivid patterns over the younger's chest above his shirt.

"I…" Soobin bit his bottom lip, gulping down as he turned around and adjusted so he could snuggle his face in Yeonjun's shoulder, letting the red head hold him, "I just don't feel good. I don't know why." He mumbles, taking in the collar of Yeonjun's shirt between his teeth and nibbling on it to tame down his heightening anxiety.

"Is it because of the kiss by Haebom?" Yeonjun asked tentatively, very much careful of keeping his voice soft and soothing so his boyfriend wouldn't get worked up.

Soobin groaned, and his fingers fisted around Yeonjun's shirt around the older's waist. "God, don't remind me please, I feel harassed."

"It is a type of harassment," there was a sharp bite in Yeonjun's words and the barely contained anger was all on show, "we should file a complaint about Haebom to the students council." He huffed, fingers caressing around Soobin's scalp.

"I think Haebom hyung be the one to complain," Soobin breathed out, "I punched him ya'know, that too in university premises, it's gonna surely fuck up with my scholarship, hell, what am I even going to say to appa?!"

Yeonjun held Soobin tight, the panic in his voice was so obvious, so was his shaking figure and the anxiety reeking out of his aura. Soobin seemed scared, terrified almost.

"But it's not your fault," he urged the younger to get his words through his head, he tugged over the dark mess of hair of his boyfriend's in a comforting way before his fingers pressed down around the other's scalp, nails scratching against it, "I am very sure ajusshi would understand, in fact he'd be the one to urge you to file a complaint."

"It doesn't really matter you know," Soobin seemed on the brink of having a mental breakdown at any moment, "my scholarship is still very much in danger, my family can't afford anything and I'd have to give up…" He inhales deeply, feeling the burn in his throat and heaviness on his chest, "I don't want to give up."

"No one is going to make you give up, Binnie," it hurt to even hear Soobin so fragile and vulnerable when it wasn't even the younger's fault, "it's not your fault, it's not and about finances that you are worrying about, my father would happily help you out with that."

After these words were said Yeonjun already knew there was an argument on the brink of taking place, so before Soobin could even voice out anything he kissed him. Not even bothering to wait as his tongue directly darted in the younger's mouth holding his jaw to pull him closer.

A smile was easy to stretch up his lips when Soobin kissed him back with the same vigor and passion, the calloused hand of his sneaking under his shirt and grabbing his waist with the tightness that showed just how desperate Soobin was to anchor himself down from the drifting waves of overthinking that poisoned his mind.

Their lips rubbed together and Yeonjun gasped when he felt a pinch on his waist, eyes blowing up wide open when Soobin's tongue thrust in his mouth and started to lick around the roof of his mouth before starting to play with his tongue.

Those wet sounds that reverberated around the room almost leaves Yeonjun embarrassed, even more cautious when spit seems to dribble down his chin and he has to inhale through his nostrils, eyes closing back again when he feels Soobin turn him so his back meets the softness of sheets while Soobin hovered over him.