YEONGYU ONESHOTS

Intertwined

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"Hyung" Beomgyu pouted a small whine dancing on the edge of his lips, " Hyung".

Groggily, Yeonjun opened his eyes, staring up at Beomgyu woth a confused expression. He rubbed his eyes wearily, lips forming immediately into a pout, He looked so cutes and so exhausted at the same time, that the pool of guilt in Beomgyu's stomach for waking hus hyung up was starting to freeze , threatening to pull him under. Still, he clutched into the pillow corners yeonjun had gufted him which had a cute bear picture on it.

" what is it?" The words slurred under Yeonjun's breath, somehow deeper than his voice ever was in the day. Beomgyu
would be lying if he said Yeonjun's voice didn't affect him. He felt familiar heady feeling rush to his head, a small smile playing on his lips. The older boys eyes had fluttered shit again, but his head was somehow still raised off his pillow, Beomgyu felt his heart beat faster, thumping hard against his chest, Half of his mind knew it was beating steadily, but there was an undercurrent to them that was ecstatic, almost nonsensical. Opening his mouth to answer, he felt his lungs collapse slightly, knocking the air out of him. It was dumb, he knew, It wasn't like they'd never done this before- it's just that he'd never asked before .

"Beomgyu?" Yeonjun's soft voice knocked Beomgyu out of his reverie, and his eyes snapped bacj to the boy in the bed, who was half blinking, half starin at him, his eyes filled with so much affection that Beomgyu wanted to hug him right then and there. " Cuddle me?".

Almost instantly, a fond smile bloomed across Yeonjun's face."Anything for you, Beommie",he ansewered scooting over to make space for him on the bed. Quietly, Beomgyu settled down, plopping down onto the bed. The familiar scent of lemons and a hint of sandalwood filled his senses, somehow calming his heart even more. Wordlessly, the older boy pulled him closer, tugging him towards him. An arm snaked its way around Beomgyu's waist, the other carelessly theown over his torso, draping arount the pillow he was hugging. Smiling to himself, Beomgyu hummed contently.

"Better?"

"Mm hmm" Beomgyu ansewered, the odd feeling in his stomach shifting away, the cold replaced by a wave of warmth, like a bowl of hot soup on a cold winter day, like the feeling of wearing your favorite sweater, sitting next to the fireplace and reading, letting the flames flicker and crackle with every turn of page, like waiting for someone to come home. Only to hear familiar footsteps, a small smile as an accessory, catching a glimpse of fond eyes before being ambushed in a hug, fingers drifting just below your shirt, caressing the small silver of exposed skin. He felt safe, like he would make it out of anything long as he had Yeonjun next to him, holding him.

The unnamed and unspoken fears in Beomgyu's stomach ebbed away slowly as he felt his breathing slow down, his heart pounding under the confines of his ribcage, pressed against the silver of metal he kept close to his heart.
It was in the shape of infinity, shyky handed to him by the man lying next to him. He still remembered the hesitance
in his gaze as he handed the nicklace over, fidgeting slightly with the corner of his shirt he was wearing then

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ ♡'･ᴗ･'♡ (●'◡'●)

" Happy Birthday Bear" Yeonjun had whispered, " I hope your days will be filled with laughter, joy and love.I wanted to get you something grand, but there wasn't anything i thought you'd like, so i picked this out for you" Beomgyu stared down at the pendant, fingers tracing iver the design, the ridged of overlapping wore scratching softly against his skin. The older boy seemed to notice that, holding his breath." i hope you like it beomgyu'c

" i love it hyung" A big, wide smile broke out of Beomgyu's face. " Thank you hyungie, Help me wear it!". Hearing that , Yeonjun's shoulder seemed to relax, and he let out the breath he'd been holding. "Anything for you , Beommie" He smiled softly, taking the necklace from Beomgyu, deftly unclasping it, before moving to helo him put it on. Hus knuckles brushed against the younger boy's neck, sending butterflies up Beomgyu's stomach. He clasped it on quickly, before holding out his phone so Beomgyu could see how he looked.

His eyes lit up the moment he saw himself in the mirror, though Beomgyu kne he loved it anyway, with or without knowing how it looked. It didn't exactly matter because it felt like he brought with hum a piece of Yeonjun whenever he held the things he'd given him. "I love it, Yeonjun hyung! I promise I'll wear it as much as i can".

The older boy simply smiled, ruffling his hair, " I'm glad you like it Beommie" he said, findmgerd ruffling through Beomgyu's hair affectionately. Without thinking, he pulled the younger boy close, turning him around so he faced him. Something about Beomgyu got the adrenaline running through his veins, the words tumbling out of his mouth before he could stop them.

" You know I love you, right?"

At that, Beomgyu's cheeks turned bright crimson. Somehow, the confession was the last thing on the list of possible things he thought Yeonjun would say, but at the same time,the thought of yeonjun possibly being in love with him sent a warm flurry of emotions through his chest, lika a bowl of warm soup on a cold day, like a tsunami in his chest, the words he'd held in his heart for years finally coming to the tip of his tongue."I love you too, Yeonjun hyung ", he whispered, a glimpse of glitter in bright eyes the last thing he remembered beform the warm, fluttery feeling of warm lips overtook him,the scent of lemons and sandalwood flooding his senses,tinted with a hint of mint chocolate.

The necklace was never taken off.

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎ (ღ˘⌣˘)♥ ℒ♡ⓥℯ ㄚ♡ⓤ

" Beommie, I can hear your precious thoughts from her, Go to sleep," Yeonjon drawled, snapping Beomgyu out of his reverie."What's so important you have to think about now?".

At that, Beomgyu smiled. " You" he ansewered, waiting for his hyungs reply. He felt Yeonjun pull him closer, until his chest was pressed against Beomgyu's back, his leg thrown haphazardly over Beomgyu's legs. Hazily, he felt a pair of lips press against his neck,whispering against his skin "Babe, you're so cute you know that right? I'm not going anywhere" Yeonjun murmured sleepily, hands moving to find Beomgyu's small ones, still buried in his pillow. " You have me here, okay? I'll be woth you for as lons as you want".

Beomgyu felt his heart swell up, the same wag it had done the very first time Yeonjun had ever said 'Ilove you" to him. " And what if i said i wanted forever?" He breathed out,hus voice slightly shaky even as the words tipped out if his mouth.

"Then forever it is," came the simple reply.It was amazing how the four words, as simple as they were, held as much power as they did. Words filled with love, reading with passion, yet quieted by an unspoken determination to push through, a commitment to whatever they were, and whoever they could be. Hearing that, Beomgyu felt the quiet seed of fear, of worry, as rational as it was, quell away. Its place was taken iver bt the small seed of hope, the familiar warm feeling of being loved taking over, crashing over him once again, even though he knew he'd already been swimming in that very same ocean. Knew that even through the slight bouts of anxiety, and bouts of fear, he was safe. Fingers threaded through hus own, squeezing his palm tightly, a small reminder that he was here.

That Yeonjun had been and would be here, for a long, long time to come.

"Love you, hyungie" Beomgyu leaned back slightly until their cheeks just barely touched. " I love you. I promise to stay too. Always"

He felt warm lips curve into a smile, humming softly against his skin " I love you too Beomgyu, Always okay? Now go to sleep." Yeonjun whispered, smiling against Beomgyu's neck. Somehow he always loved it, loved the late night cuddles and talks they had. No matter how myshy they were,having Beomgyu there always made him feel brave, feel safe. Like he was ready to take on almost anything, like there was nothing to be afraid of, not truly, as long as he had Beomgyu by his side. Loving him was as easy as breathing, and Yeonjun knew he'd love him for as long as he continued breathing, continued living. I love you, the wirds drifted on the tip of his tongue.

I love you.

A soft whisper of " Good Night " was the last thing both heard, before being pulled back into slumber, hand still
interwined.

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