Heartbreak Hotel ୨୧ BeomJun [ENG] [✓]

Can You predict What'll Happen Next?

Beomgyu left his small suitcase on the floor and started walking around the room. He didn't really care how the room was, he was still trying to get his head around it somehow. He threw himself on the bed he saw and closed his eyes. He was tired, very tired. When he closed his eyes, he stirred his gray hair with revived memories. In this unknown city where he had come for his lover, he had been deceived by his lover. He couldn't bear to stay at his house any longer, so he took his few belongings and rented a room at the first hotel he saw. His head ached to the point of cracking. He knew he couldn't sleep like this. He left the room without changing and headed for the exit. He was standing where he was when the girl in the consultation called out to him.

"If you want to have a drink, we have a bar downstairs. You might want to take a look there, you handsome."

Although he felt nauseous when she blinked at him, he changed the direction of his steps and moved towards the direction she described. The sound of music was getting louder as we went down the stairs. When he came in, he ran his eyes around. Almost everyone was high and laughing and dancing. He went to the bar, he didn't know what to drink. He sat in the chairs there for a while, wandering his emotionless gaze over the drinks left behind by the bartender. When the bartender put a drink in front of him, he turned his puzzled gaze to the bartender.

"A treat from the gentleman from there."

The bartender pointed to a man with a smile. When Beomgyu looked in that direction, the man grinned and raised his hand and gently shook it. Beomgyu rolled his eyes, picked up the drinking glass in front of him, and went to the people who were around the small, high, round tables. He put his glass down on the table and ran his gaze over the people again. As he was turning in front of him, his arm hit his glass and he dropped it on the floor and broke it. He paused with the hand that held his as he stooped to gather it.

Yeonjun, on the other hand, had been at the bar for hours, yet he hadn't drunk much. He was the only one who was in himself, dancing among the drunken bodies. He turned in that direction when the man dancing in front of him turned to one side and showed his friend next to him something that was there. When he saw the gray-haired boy, he involuntarily began to watch him. He had not seen him before, as far as he could tell from his looks around, he was new. And extremely nice. The only thought that crossed his mind at that moment was how decently it would fit between his arms. Even if he was himself, the more he looked at the boy, the more he felt that he was getting drunk. He began to wait for the most suitable time to take steps against him, when he saw that the boy began to decamp among people, he approached him. When he saw him drop his glass and bent down to pick it up, he noticed that the pretty boy was also bending down. He smiled, grabbed the boy's hand and straightened up and moved with the boy to the bar section.

When Beomgyu was suddenly dragged towards the bar section, he looked at the boy holding his hand in surprise. What it was, didn't know what he should do.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I pulled you up here without saying anything to you. I wanted to buy you a new one when I saw your drink fall."

Beomgyu stared at the boy in front of him, of course he wasn't going to say no to the free drink. The boy in front of him, unlike himself, was dressed completely in black, he was wearing a black T-shirt and a leather jacket on top of him. Underneath, he was wearing a leather trousers that wrapped his legs, he had his black hair thrown back and exposed his forehead. He also wore dark eye makeup, had a piercing on his lip, and the person opposite of him was extremely attractive. He turned his gaze to the glass that served as a mirror, which was behind the bar. He was wearing a white shirt on top of himself, the ends of which he had tucked into the black trousers he was wearing underneath. Her gray hair was disheveled, there was no makeup on his face, and the bottom of his eyes looked black. It seemed impossible to him that he had impressed someone in this state, but he approved of the boy in front of him and allowed him to buy him a drink. Yeonjun grinned with the triumph of achieving his goal and bought a drink for the beautiful boy next to him.

"I'm Yeonjun by the way, what's yours, pretty boy?"

Beomgyu turned his unconscious gaze to the person next to him, whose name he found out was Yeonjun. He took a sip of his drink and mumbled.

"Beomgyu."

Yeonjun leaned against the counter and slowly ran one hand through Beomgyu's hair.

"I haven't seen you before, you're new, I guess?"

Beomgyu turned to Yeonjun and took another sip of the drink in his hand.

"You're not getting out of here, I suppose?"

When he raised one eyebrow, Yeonjun smiled and approached Beomgyu's face. Beomgyu's gaze shifted to his lips, but it was all his fault, why were his lips so beautiful? When he felt Yeonjun's hand coming down from his hair to his waist, he moved closer to Yeonjun. When the distance between the two's faces decayed, Beomgyu put the glass in his hand on the counter and put his hand on Yeonjun's arm. He was thinking of giving himself up for the night, it was very tempting right now to use the man in front of him to let his pain pass. He tried to completely empty his mind and smashed his lips in front of him. He had deepened the kiss when he felt Yeonjun's other hand also settle on his waist cavity. When he suddenly leaned against the counter, he had both his hands on Yeonjun's nape and tried to pull him towards him as if there was a gap in between.

When the body opposite him left to breathe, he opened his eyes and looked into the eyes that were looking at him. They were both breathing deeply. After both of them stood there for a while, when Yeonjun started laughing, Beomgyu also laughed. He slowly lowered his hands from Yeonjun's neck to his chest and brought them down by rubbing his fingers. As his heart rate accelerated due to excitement, he felt Yeonjun's abdominal muscles, and he turned his gaze to Yeonjun. When he licked his lips and stroked his muscles a little more, Yeonjun looked at him and started to grin.

"I think you like it very much, Beomgyu."

Beomgyu didn't know that his own name could be pronounced so beautifully.

"Yes, I like that a lot. If I could see it with my eyes, I would like it even more, i think"

When Beomgyu also grinned, he thought that his frankness was due to alcohol. He didn't drink a lot, but his alcohol tolerance was very low, and yet he had never been more drunk.

"Am I to infer from this that you want to sleep with me?"

Before the grin on Yeonjun's face disappeared, Beomgyu frowned slightly as he stroked Beomgyu's cheek with his hand.

"I don't know, do you want to think it that way?"

"Do you want to sleep with someone you don't know?"

"Wouldn't it be easier that way?"

"What if I want to get to know you?"

Beomgyu raised his gaze to his eyes as he was excited by Yeonjun's question. He asked because he couldn't believe it when he showed himself with one hand.

"Do you want to get to know me?"

When Yeonjun nodded his head, Beomgyu was left unable to answer for a while. When he came to himself, he slightly bit his lower lip.

"All right, then, let's get to know each other."

If i have typos or something like that im sorry, english isn't my first language

- Art