KILLING ME SOFTLY [ BEOMJUN / YEONGYU ]

chapter 04

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3rd person’s pov

two days pass by. 

yeonjun leaves beomgyu there in his bedroom for two days. 

a part of him forgets there’s now another person here. returning home from work has him tense up every time he hears a thump or a groan or a “hello?” stifled from the other side of the wall, slow and careful. he hasn’t initiated contact with his captive ever since the night where he lost his virginity. 

yeonjun’s trying to figure out how he’s feeling. 

he stands in the shower feeling water scorch his skin trying to re-aliven the burning-hot sensation, but the thought of it washing out everything that’s happened scares him enough to turn it off. there’s something that’s come alive inside of him, a creature if you will.

he feels it moving and he doesn’t quite know what to make of it. 

he wonders if this is what love feels like. or the blossoming stage of it; the part where it mends and develops and begins latching onto the person who’s got meaning to you. 

it’s not that beomgyu feels all that much different to him. but yeonjun’s placed expectations on his shoulders now. he’s taken part of himself and he’s handed it over to a man- someone he doesn’t know what will do with it, but it’s why he matters. beomgyu matters because he let yeonjun give himself to him, and that alone is enough to mean something.

right? 

it’s that question mark that’s left him pondering without break. 

he thinks the fact that he wants to see him again is probably a good sign.

and so he enters his bedroom and finds beomgyu on the floor, slumped against the wall. his eyes are open weakly and his body is trembling from fatigue, eyes sunken and puffed. 

he looks like he’s been crying. 

at the sight of him, his body goes rigid and stiff. it’s an unconscious flinch stemming from his body’s fear response. yeonjun writes it off. 

it appears beomgyu is waiting. as yeonjun stands in the door, unmoving, unphased, unreacting, he waits to see what he’ll do. but the thing is, yeonjun is doing exactly the same. he’s planning to see where beomgyu will take him, what he’ll do now that he’s opened the door and let himself inside. 

their eyes spend a long minute intertwined with one another before beomgyu garners up enough courage to speak.

“i-i’m sorry to say this but if you love me enough to want to keep me, i’ll need some food and water to survive.”