WEAK SPOT [YEONBIN]

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"G-Gyu?" Soobin gasps, he then turns to look at Yeonjun. "You were at Beomgyu's?"

"I-"

"Yes! Yes he was." Beomgyu says with a smile. "He was banged up real bad but I revived him-"

Yeonjun steps forward, "To be clear no one was being revived by anyone - but- yeah, we..." He glances at Beomgyu. "I met him and then we checked your house, mine... then I suggested we try Taehyun's." Yeonjun says, not sounding his usual bold self.

"Actually I was the one who suggested but it's whatever..." Beomgyu sighs.

It's silent for a moment, Soobin looks at both Beomgyu and Yeonjun. Taehyun then approaches Soobin, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"We must've just missed each other. We came back a short while ago from yours." Taehyun says. He doesn't miss the way Yeonjun's demeanor changes, eyes snapping to Soobin.

"Did you... did you check my room?"

Soobin's breath hitches, memories and images flash in his mind. Eventually he nods and crosses his arms. Yeonjun's eyes widen, "Oh- um." He gasps, taking a step back.

Soobin feels his own heart drop at Yeonjun's expression. It was a look he knew all to well- it was always accompanied by the feeling of shock, the shock of being exposed, stripped, and left hung out to dry.

But Yeonjun's expression goes as soon as it came. His features harden and so do his eyes.

"You shouldn't have gone in there- you know I don't like it when you go into my room without me-" he says, taking an intimidating step toward Soobin.

"Dude." Taehyun interrupts, moving to stand between the two, blocking Soobin. For the first time since Yeonjun's entrance do the two footballers finally make eye contact. "We had no choice-"

"You too?" Yeonjun exclaims. He cranes his head to look at Soobin and takes another step forward. Taehyun blocks him again. "Soobin- what the fuck?" Yeonjun's voice rings out, the crack in it is enough to make Soobin's chest ache.

"Hi! Helloooo~" Beomgyu's voice interrupts, causing the others to pause and look over at him. "Beomgyu's here!" He waves his hand, "The same Beomgyu you guys been trying to talk to, apologize to? I'm here now~ hello~"

Soobin snaps out of it and turns away from the heated boys. He walks up to Beomgyu, whose confident demeanor suddenly falters. Soobin sighs at the boy's kicked puppy expression.

"Beomgyu, thanks for coming back. Seriously- you're right. Why don't we all..." he then glances back at Taehyun and Yeonjun. "Talk?"

Yeonjun rolls his eyes, Taehyun smiles.

"Yeah, Beomgyu. Thanks..." Taehyun then moves past Yeonjun to approach the boy. "I would love to talk if you're okay with it..."

Yeonjun sighs, "Do I gotta be here for this shit" he whines.

Soobin looks back at Yeonjun, eyes narrowing. "Shush, I'll deal with you after."

Yeonjun just stands there, arms crossed, leaning against the wall. Taehyun can feel himself get a little hotter. "O-Okay, let's go to my room. Shall we?"

"Let's." Beomgyu nods. He does his best to swallow down the memories of the last time he was over at Taehyun's as he follows Taehyun to the bedroom. Yeonjun and Soobin share one final look before trailing behind.

Soobin enters to find Beomgyu already sitting on Taehyun's bed, back against the wall.
Taehyun sits at his desk chair.

It was definitely an odd atmosphere. Soobin wouldn't call it tense exactly. Or maybe I'm just too worn out to allow myself to feel it. He felt a bit numb as he goes to sit at the opposite side of the bed.