Blood Of My Angel || Taegyu

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|WARNING   ⚠️   |

√ Vulgar language

T W O

Hands up!

Taehyun's hands curled in his lap as the show finally ended. His voice was slightly hoarse because of the screaming in that song he did. He was nervous since that was his first time preforming since like forever. He was right now backstage. He was waiting for instrutor park since the man told taehyun to talk about the first day he had complied being there. Legs trembling and shaking thoroughly. Kicking their selves on the high placement stool inbetween the lockers and vanity. Everyone had already been sent home. Well, except him and beomgyu. Taehyun didn't know why. But he was just there for what?

The room was dim from light pouring in from the settle roof of the room. Their mics and instruments were messy on the side of the room. Taehyun's eyes went to lock on beomgyu, who was currently changing or what. And guess what taehyun saw!..

Beomgyu was half naked. His abs were basically visible. Tho taehyun couldn't see much of beomgyu's body. It was dark and dim making taehyun squint. As far as he could see. Beomgyu had no shirt Right now. Abs were winking at him. And he was brushing his hair making taehyun gritt his teeth trying to take a closer look. He wanted to open the lights tho that might anger beomgyu since he literally just met him and didn't want to make the other uncomfortable you know..? But damn. Beomgyu was fucking hot. He was well built yet very masculine and discreet. Clean and rocky, his hair oh, his hair. he had raven like hair. Basically covering his face in his curtain bangs. Long brownish yet blackish like he just got pounced on in a handsome way. And his face. Oh my.
He had a halve of a masculine built face yet feminine features. He was a visual target definitely. He was all sweaty and o—

Suddenly all of that contact on beomgyu's body soon disappeared when beomgyu eyed him back, the eye contact not even lasting 20 seconds from embarrassment.
Taehyun cobeyed his face trying to retreat what he just saw as he was shy to face that handsome yet scary face of choi beomgyu. Oh shit!. taehyun tried looking somewhere else but beomgyu was now approaching and was going 100 miles per hour. 4 inches away from him was what he feared. Oh no!

"Ew'm." Beomgyu implied near taehyun's ear deeply in a daeguish accent. Well taehyun couldn't blame beomgyu. He was being a total creep staring at the others half naked toned body. Well fuck, He felt so weird. Taehyun turned back to hold eye contact with the older boy. "Sorry's." Taehyun quickly swallowed his saliva after saying that. hands on his own neck playing with the black spikey collar. "Be glad you're new, Kang."  Heared before beomgyu finally pushed his shirt down his upper body covering his chest finally. Beomgyu was wearing a white oversized button up polo, Along with a black tie in the foreground off it. He looked handsome in it and taehyun couldn't deny. He just literally wanted beomgyu to spit in his mouth and push his tongue in taehyun's—

Nevermind. Taehyun didn't want to think of that. God why was he such a freak? He literally just met beomgyu.

Why'd he want to think of that so early? Taehyun nodded, his hands trembling in his lap before he decided to move his hand up to the chinese ware porcelain flower vases on the messy vanity. It had a vinely texture to it and a 90s feel to it making taehyun feel like he literally just time traveled. It had blindly printed vines on it. Filling the bottom of the vasea im stem and roots. Hands touching each part and parcel of the little vasë. Hands roaming around the sides slanted of the hem. Taehyun ckosed his eyes. With every touch and thought. It reminded him of something.

Something he couldn't remember properly. Blind mind. But he knew that it was something that he deeply souled and important to him.

His fingers leave the vase leaving the scent of the vinely on his palm and starry fingers. One click on the door knob, it was instrutor, park. "S'park?" Beomgyu mumbled as the lights flickered on. Instructor park had a smile. Not as big as the smile they gave the others when he introduced taehyun but oh well, park might be exhausted. "Kang taehyun, Choi beomgyu." Instructor park shakingly said tapping the wood of the desk. The wooden table had
4 cabinets.
2 chairs infront of it.
178 peices of wood.
He counted as he stepped forward onto the leather upper seat. It had slight broken pieces showing off the fluff and white foam.

Tyun pov-

Mr park tapped the wood one more time. I trembled in my seat. My hands crumpling into a ball in my lap before i fixed my posture.
I tried to lock my eyes on other things. I tried not to notice the mad smoke from mr parks eyes. I turned back. I looked down. The screeching madness in instrutors eyes turned down turned in disappointed and that's when i realized we definitely did something wrong that saddened park. (Well I literally did nothing today) . I did something today.  I looked at beomgyu. My lips turning into a thin line. My forehead was pinched as mr park was babbling things (i couldn't understand). I understood.  "I'm sorry mr park. This will never be realived again." Me and beomgyu said with ease. Turns out what they were talking about was when beomgyu pulled the hem of my shirt or something. It really isn't a big deal.

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