(A little FYI, if it wasn't obvious already, Gyu no longer lives in his on-campus dorm. He moved out permanently, and has his car at Yeonjun's apartment)
*back at the apartment*
Beomgyu hopped into the shower after me and I set his pajamas out for him, before I got a phone call. It's my mom.
*ring ring ring*
Me: Hello?
Mom: Yeonjun, do you have girlfriend?
Me: Hi Yeonjun! How are you? Is everything well?
Mom: What?
Me: You didn't even say hello to me. You better cherish me 'cause I'm your only child. So what's up?
Mom: When will I have grandbabies? Do you have girlfriend yet?
Me: Mom—
Mom: There's no way such handsome young man like you could be single at this age, right?
Me: Right, but—
Mom: Yeonjun—
Me: MOM!
Mom: ...
Me: I like both men and women, mom.
Mom: No.
Me: No? The hell do you mean no?
Mom: No, you can't be gay. Y-you're dating woman though, right?
Me: I'm coming over on Sunday for you to meet him.
Mom: ...HIM?!
Me: Goodbye mother, be expecting guests soon. Two days from now.
*beep beep beep*
I looked over and saw the bathroom door handle jiggling, and just a second later, Beomgyu stepped out with his towel around his waist. The steam from his hot shower fogged up the bathroom, and when the door opened, all the fog spilled out like loose clouds, warping around Beomgyu's half naked body, and rolling onto the floor.
Straight out of a commercial. He should be a model. A nude model. Only for me though. Only I can see. His body is reserved for my eyes, and my eyes only.
"Y-your clothes are on the bed, B-beomms."
"Why are you stuttering?" He laughed.
"I don't know." I replied.
He walked over to me.
"Is it because I'm so gorgeous?" He joked, walking closer and sitting on my lap.
Oh shit.
"Hm? Do I make you nervous?" He tased, wiggling himself around on my lap. "I can feel your boner." He chuckled.
"Those are my lines, you fucker." I laughed, pulling him in and tickling him.
"Aaahahahh! Yeonjun stop! It tickles!"
"You're supposed to be the shy one!" I joked.
His towel fell off, and we both stopped.
I gave him a wide, dangerous grin as he looked at me in shock. He bent over to pick it up off of the floor, but he covered his ass with his other hand in the process.
"Why are you covering it? Lemme see your ass, I wanna touch it."
"No."
"Fine."
I yanked the towel from his grip and instructed him to go get changed.
He came back out wearing the clothes I laid out for him: a loose black tee and plaid pajama pants.
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♡Maybe I Don't Hate You | Yeongyu/Beomjun♡
Fanfiction🔞 Dis one for the horny MOAs out there‼️Beomgyu and Yeonjun were childhood best friends before their maturity drew them apart. They've secretly had a liking for each other over the years, and they've finally decided to test things out. ...aaaand th...
