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

Beomgyu's POV | 19

The next day, I dreaded going back to university. I don't want to be left alone. What if something happens? I have graphic design with Tae and Jun, so I'm good there, and I also have them both for French. I think Changbin is in my literature class, so I'll have someone in there too.

"Good morning..." Yeonjun said tiredly. "Did you change my alarm time?" He asked.

"Yeah?"

"Ugh. How are you feeling Beomms?"

"Surprisingly better... they didn't get to do much to me, so I should be able to mentally recover sooner, but it was still traumatising."

"I'm sorry." He said, solemnly.

I got up and headed for the shower, and I asked him if he could come with me. He followed me to the bathroom and joined me in the shower. He was definitely onto something with those cold 10 minute showers, cause they really woke me up every day.

"Alright," he said, rinsing out his hair one last time. "You done?"

"Mhm."

I stepped out and grabbed myself my towel, and gave him his, before we both waddled back to the bedroom, our legs still slightly dripping from the shower. Once we were done and about to leave his apartment room, I took his hand and gripped it tight. He brought it to his mouth and gave it a gentle kiss before holding it close to his body. "Stay with me when you can." I nodded in response, and we finally headed out.

*at university*

We were about to part ways so I could go to my first class, and before he let go of my hand, he asked:

"You're gonna be okay Beomms?"

"Y-yeah..." I stammered in response.

"If you need me, just call me. I'll skip class for you." He winked.

He took my chin with his other hand and gave me a soft, gentle kiss. His lips were so soft and warm, and his face was just perfect. That made me feel so warm and fuzzy inside.

"Bye Junnie!"

That was a new one.

He gave my ass a little smack before I walked off.

First class, 08:30, literature. I found Changbin and waved at him. He signaled for me to go sit near him, so I went.

"How are you?" He asked.

I wasn't close with him at all, he's just a mutual friend of mine though Yeonjun.

"Did Yeonjun tell you?"

"Yeah." He sighed. "Beomgyu, I'm so sorry. Yeonjun let me know that you'll probably need someone to stay with you for a while, so feel free to sit near me for the time being. He really cares about you." He said calmly.

I knew Yeonjun loved me, but I didn't think that he would even tell others to watch out for me. Awwww he really is something.

When class was over, I waited for Changbin to stand up before getting up too. I linked my arm around his, and he flinched a bit, not expecting me to be that clingy.

"Sorry, I need to."

"It's okay." He said with a smile. We walked out the door and I felt so overwhelmed. There were people everywhere I looked. To be honest, I was still pretty scared, but Changbin was a big guy, so there wasn't that much of a need to worry. The men who assaulted me have been locked up once again, and I hope they never get to see the light of day.

"I'll walk you to French." He said.

"Okay."

"Yo Changbin! Hey Beomgyu!"

I felt a wave of relief wash over my body all at once as Yeonjun walked towards us. He patted Changbin on the shoulder and said "Thanks man. I'll take him from here." I immediately removed myself from Changbin's arm, latching onto Yeonjun's waist, and he wrapped his arm around me, patting my side.

"Anytime Yeonjun. My friend's boyfriend is my friend too, right?" He chucked, nudging me with his elbow.

"Yeah," I chuckled back.

He started walking away, and I waved at him. "Take care guys!" He shouted.

I was still clung onto Yeonjun's waist, but this time with only one arm so he could walk, and he kept me close to him as we walked the rest of the way to my French class. We walked up to the top where we usually sat, me on the side of the wall, and him on the outside.

"Thanks Yeonjun." I said.

"Of course Beomms."

Most of the class was me leaning on him while he rubbed my thighs, whispering comforting things to me. I couldn't even pay attention to the professor. Everything he said went through one ear and straight out the other. It was all drowned out by Yeonjun's whispers, and the sound of his heart beating.

He took his hand and placed it directly over my crotch and whispered "I won't let anything happen to you again, okay? And I won't let anything happen to this precious body part of yours either." He continued, giving my dick a gentle squeeze.

"What would I ever do without you?" I whispered back.

The answer?: I would probably be bored with my life, but I may have been safer... him too.

He sighed and looked down at me, not saying a word.

We both knew that this all happened 'cause we're dating. I instantly became a target once people found out that I was Yeonjun's boyfriend. Yeonjun, presumably one of the toughest people at the university, dating me, a fucking weak ass bitch. I'm the reason he's been in no many fights lately, and I'm the cause of his worries. Should we break up?