𝔽𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 ℍ𝕚𝕣𝕖, Beomjun

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When Yeonjun and Beomgyu next leave his apartment a few days later, Beomgyu thought the craze of people outside his apartment complex would've died down. The mass, however, seemed to increase. Over the course of a few days, Beomgyu's dedicated 'fans' now involve themselves in the little fiasco too, waiting outside the building until late hours of the night. They had their pictures, videos, et cetera, what more did they need?

Except, they aren't here for photos of the 'cute couple' or words of affirmation. They scream about Yeonjun's selfishness, that he's after Beomgyu's money and saying he's taking away his chance at finding real love by lying to him.

Beomgyu guesses they think it's them he'll experience 'real love' with, but they're blind to their own selfishness. They don't recognise the fact that had their relationship been real, these people who call themselves fans are potentially ruining that relationship by hurting Yeonjun-both mentally and emotionally. If they really cared about Beomgyu, they'd be happy for his relationship instead of screaming hurtful things and trying to get in between them.

No, literally, Beom-Jae must've been aware of the state outside the complex, because he'd brought extra security. And, luckily, he did because a girl takes the first opportunity she has to throw herself towards Yeonjun. Yeonjun's reflexes fall a few seconds short when he brings his arm up to protect his face, sporting a small cut near his eye, but one of the guards stops her from causing any further damage.

Beomgyu, a few steps in front of Yeonjun, halts when he sees the flurry of action, catching the girl getting roughly thrown away by one of the guards.

Initially, he'd thought it a bit too much but as soon as his eyes land on the small cut Yeonjun bore under his eye, he snorts at the girl who was manhandled and can only think she deserved it.

His big eyes trace back over Yeonjun and he pouts, sticking out his hand as he waits for Yeonjun to catch up to him. One of the guards next to him tries to usher him onwards as the crowd jostles but he stays in place, waiting until the comforting hand takes his, intertwining their fingers.

"Are you okay?" he asks without hiding his concern, leading their walk. The crowd pushes them together shoulder to shoulder, packed like sardines in a tin from all the commotion. He eyes the cut on Yeonjun's cheek as he waits for a response, pissed anytime he thinks back to that girl. The cause of it.

"It's a small cut. It's okay," Yeonjun replies with a pursed tone, bringing his fingers to the cut and collecting little beads of drying blood on the pads of his fingers. He stares at it for a second before dropping his hand to his side and rubbing his fingers together so the blood falls away.

"It's not okay, that shouldn't have happened," Beomgyu's voice comes out clipped as he turns his head in the direction of a fan that almost stumbles into the guards to, aiming his anger and words at the fans. "Show some respect." He narrowly avoids cursing, glaring at someone who sticks a phone in his face.

"The car isn't far from here, darling, stay calm for me?" Yeonjun asks more than tells, and along with it, he squeezes Beomgyu's hand to reassure him that they can get through the frustration together. It spreads warmth through his entire body and his cheeks blush red when Yeonjun's eyes meet his.

His anger simmers down enough to reach the car without snapping, and as usual, Yeonjun opens the door for him before heading to his side. He isn't even driving and he's still opening the door for him, there's literal guards here to do that for them.

"Can you take us to the closest pharmacy?" Beomgyu clutches the seat in front of him as he leans forward and makes his request to Beom-Jae. Yeonjun clips the seatbelt in as Beomgyu asks, shooting his head up when he hears where they're going, a brow raised and a small pout on his lips.