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

Beomgyu's POV | 37

Later that evening, when I returned home, I set up my stuff at Yeonjun's desk and began working on my next project for Graphic Design. Then I thought about what Changbin said.

Why did he say that? It's weird enough that he asked if Yeonjun, his best friend, was coming to school, even though they had literally communicated in advance... what was he trying to do? Make me feel bad?

I thought he was a pretty cool guy when he let me stick with him after the whole thing. Maybe what he said today was just a joke, but I don't know for sure. I don't wanna paint him as a "bad guy." Yeonjun told me to stop making assumptions, but this time, I feel like there's an assumption that needs to be made. If it gets weird and I tell Yeonjun, do you think he'll believe me? Or would he believe Changbin's story instead? Are him and Yeonjun even keeping in contact right now? Bro I don't know.

My Graphic Design course makes me really happy. It can be hella stressful sometimes, but it's really fun. Each time I think of the class, I think of Yeonjun.

I remember the day when we met in the library. I really didn't like him at that time... but that night completely changed my mind. It actually changed my whole damn life.

The first time we fucked.

That was my first time.

I lost my virginity to Choi Yeonjun.

That sounds like a flex, hahah, but I love him more than anything. I should've agreed to the rope stuff he wanted to do that time. It was a good night regardless... I wanna live that night out one more time. Man. I can't wait for him to come back home.

I looked down at the corner of my computer screen to check the time and it was almost 6:30 pm.

I got up and stripped naked, then walked to the bathroom to start the shower. I can actually walk around here fully nude...

Who am I kidding, I woulda done that regardless, ESPECIALLY if Yeonjun was here. He takes it as an invitation to play with me. Ugh I love it.

*after his shower*

I wrapped my towel around my waist and made my way out. I walked over to my phone and called Yeonjun on FaceTime.

*dududududu* (the ft sound 😭 Apple users yk what I mean)

"Junnie!" I exclaimed happily.

"Beomms!" He said back. "How are you baby?"

"I just got outta the shower, so I'm doing good. I miss you though." I replied. "You?" I propped my phone up on the desk and angled it just enough that my dick wasn't visible, and grabbed the lotion, beginning to apply it onto my body.

"I'm good but I miss you. I'm also really tired." He said. "Fix the phone."

"Fix the phone? What?" I questioned.

"I need to see your whole body. Angle the phone better." He demanded.

"It's soft though..."

"Okay, and? It's not like I haven't seen it soft before."

"Yeonjunnnn." I whined.

"Bro I'm not gonna judge you for your dick, just lemme see it. Soft."

"It's shy."

"Beomgyu if you don't just show me your full body—"

"But—"

"Baby can you just show me your goddamn dick for crying out loud??"

I walked up to the phone and adjusted it so that it was standing as straight as I could get it to stand.