He dropped me home after awhile, and I fell asleep with a giddy smile.
The next day I went grocery shopping, as he asked me too, and my house had never been so full of food. I ate my breakfast, cleaned up, before heading to the company.
When I saw Beomgyu in the boys training room, I felt my heart clench up and begin racing, as he locked eyes with me, smiling, before turning back to the boys.
I went my seperate way, and begun the training for the next ten hours.
When I was done, I lay in my own practice room on the couch, half asleep. The door cracked open, and before I had time to look up his lips had crashed onto mine, pulling me up into his embrace.
"Beomgyu-" I started, but he cut me off, his hand in my hair.
"Don't. It's fine." He whispered, kissing me heavily before he pulled away, smiling. "I missed you."
I held my hands in his, humming gently as I traced spirals on his palms. "I missed you too, Gyu."
The door clicked open again as instantly Beomgyu jumped back from me, as I smoothed my hair.
Yeonjun stepped inside. "Beomgyu, that's where you went- oh, Y/N? Didn't know you were still here."
I laughed awkwardly. "Yes, well, I wanted to get extra practice in. Beomgyu came to give me some pointers, but.." I trailed, glancing at Beomgyu.
"But, she's already quite good, Yeonjun. Oh, this applies to the both of you, I've spoken about a co-ed program, and the boss is taking it into consideration, since he wants to speed up your debut, Y/N." Beomgyu explained, as my smile widened.
"Yes, thank you, thank you! Surely he'll accept it, right?" I asked, as Beomgyu shrugged.
Yeonjun was looking at me now, before he walked over, slinging his arm over my shoulder. I shoved him off.
"You're sweaty, get off." I whined, as he laughed.
"So are you! I barely see you anymore, Y/N, I miss it." He frowned, as I just laughed.
"Well, I'm always here, so just come find me if you need it." I said, patting his shoulder.
Beomgyu looked at where Yeonjun's hand was on my shoulder, frowning slightly before looking away.
He was conflicted. Should he tell Yeonjun, so he'll back off? But it would hurt his feelings, and then what if he tells the media... no, it was safer for it to just be between the both of them.
Beomgyu shook his head. "You two, honestly. Alright, I'll see you both tomorrow. Y/N, I'll come back in here to help you stabilise your vocals, okay?" He said, heading out the door.
"Okay! See you then, Gyu!" I smiled, as Yeonjun just waved him off, before turning me back to face him.
"Yeonjun, get off!" I whined again, as he just laughed.
"No, seriously Y/N, it's been awhile. How are you? Are you eating? And had your dad woken up yet? Your mum should be coming home soon, no?" Yeonjun asked, as I just dropped my arms around his waist, hugging into his chest as tears threatened to spill.
"I'm alright, I'm doing better. And I've actually bought some groceries, so I'm eating, don't worry.. as to my dad, they don't think he'll ever wake up, Jun.." I sobbed, gripping at his clothes.
Yeonjun frowned, holding me tightly against him, before he pulled back a little, looking at my face as he wiped my tears.
"Hey, hey, it'll be alright. He's a fighter, that man. I'm always here for you when you need a cry, okay, or anything, yeah? You're my best friend Y/N and I love you so please, come to me when you need it, okay?" Yeonjun said softly, as I just nodded, hugging back into his chest and crying.
Beomgyu had still been standing at the door, clenching his fist.
"He's just comforting her, Beomgyu, don't get jealous.. she's not interested anyways, it's fine."
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