Dandelions | Yeongyu

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"Bahahahah!! You're dumb!" Huening kais laughs echoed through the phone screen. Beomgyu couldn't help but snicker as well, shaking his head while listening to the other ramble about god knows what at this point.

He then ran his thumb over the lighter, letting the flame spark before heating up his own bong, blowing a cloud of smoke out his open window.

"Your bold for doing that in your bed room, you know how strong weed smells? There's no way your dad won't catch on." Kai playfully nagged him.

The two we're currently on face time together, they called pretty much every open chance they got. Kai helped him a lot when he was thinking of Yeonjun, his been missing him more and more each passing day, it was almost impossible to not go into his slob like habits. But being able to talk to his friend truly did help.

"It's fine, I doubt he would even care."
Beomgyu stated before taking another hit. "Plus it's all I have to help me sleep now." There was a bit of sadness lingering in his voice as he gazed to the brunt flame.

Kai pressed his lips to the side, watching the brokenness in his friend. "Shit sorry Beomgyu, I have to go, my dates here to get me, but I'm always here if you need, and if you want to call tonight can.."

Beomgyu chuckled once, shrugging his shoulders in the process. "I'll be alright tonight, thank you though- and have fun on your date."

The blonde sent him a smile before the call ended. Now Beomgyu let out a deep sigh while tossing his weight down on the mattress.

He huffed even louder, looking around to the empty room. He has been in this new house for nearly a month now, and he had yet to un pack anything. He was feeling extremely unmotivated lately. If he wasn't completely stoned out of his mind then his thoughts would be flooded with Yeonjun and his mother.

He couldn't handle that.

And so, letting out another cloud of smoke, he covered his eyes with his arm.

He's already started his new school, that's how he was able to get his supply, now that he was growing dependent on the cannabis, he's discovered it wasn't as hard to come by as he originally thought.

"Beomgyu." There was a knock outside his door. Shit. He thought.

He scurried to shove the weed, bong and lighter under his bed before fanning the rest of smoke out his window.

"Can I come in?" He heard his fathers request making the panic rush throughout him. "Umm~yea one sec." His voice grew in pitch while he paced around the room trying to figure out what to do about the smell.

Fuck fuck, there's no way he wouldn't know. God why would he ever seek to smoke again?

There was one more small knock, the boy stood right in front of the door, gnawing on his thumbnail. Debating on what to do.

Finally, he grew enough courage to open the door. His hand moved slow and shaky toward the handle before he slowly pulled it open, just barely to where only half of his face was shown.

"Yes?" He choked out, feeling something stuck in his dry throat.

"It's been awhile since Ive seen you kiddo, I was wondering if you wanted to go out and eat with me tonight?"

The man questioned and Beomgyu could tell by both his voice and face that he was scared to ask, that there was something he was holding on too. But, in the end he knew he was trying his best.

"I'm sorry dad, I don't really feel up for it."

He really didn't want too, but maybe he should have just agreed anyways, because he could tell he just broke his heart.