♡Maybe I Don't Hate You | Yeongyu/Beomjun♡

Yeonjun's POV | 2

"I-I'm sorry Yeonjun. You just seemed like you didn't want to have any real conversations since you made new friends—" Beomgyu murmured.

"Seemed like? You never once talked to me about this. You can't just assume that I didn't wanna talk to you anymore. Every day, I make an effort to speak to you, but you give me the same treatment day after day, after day. One word answers, with a stern face. Then you turn around and walk away... it hurts me man."

I paused.

I looked over at Beomgyu again to find him looking down at his lap. I saw a single tear drop down into his hands.

Oh shit. I didn't mean to make him cry.

"B-Beomgyu?" I whispered, turning his face toward mine.

Oh wow... everything about him was perfect. His dark, teary eyes, pink cheeks, and the way his long hair fell over his face.

He didn't say anything. He just looked at me with so much sadness in his eyes. I always knew he was sensitive, but not that sensitive.

"Hey, Gyu, we used to be so close, what happened?" I asked him.

"Yeonjun..."

"Hey," I continued, "how about we go out for drinks tonight, eh? You can get everything off of your chest."

"Yeonjun, you know I'm not a big drinker." He clarified.

"Okay, that's fine! I'll drink, and you can watch!" I chuckled.

The night came closer than I expected. I wanted to call Beomgyu and ask if he could, you know, be the designated driver

*ring*

Me: Yo, Beomgyu!

Beomgyu: You're gonna ask if I could drive tonight, right? Hurry up, I'm outside.

Me: Oh. Alright, give me a minute, see you!

*beep beep beep*

I eagerly walked out to his car, excited to be spending some time with my friend.

What I didn't tell him though, was that I also invited my other friends to drink as well. Yeah, I do feel guilty about not telling him in advance, but if I told him, he wouldn't have wanted to go out.

I stepped into his car, and all Beomgyu said was "You look good." And that's it.

The whole car ride was extremely silent, expect for the occasional "what's your favourite _____?" Questions. It was really awkward. Was I supposed to tell him that my other friends would be there? No? He'd probably end up turning the car around and dropping me back off at my apartment... then he would never utter another word to me again. What's with him and being so antisocial? I remember him saying something like "Having friends is a distraction from my academics..." or something stupid like that. Live a little, you know? We're in fucking college!

He can be cute sometimes though, I will say that. I don't think he knows how attractive he is. I know I'm bisexual, but I have a tendency for going for women. That doesn't make me gay-gay, right? Maybe for him at least. If anything, "Gay for Beomgyu" would be my sexuality.