Beomgyu's Lovestory ᵉⁿᵍ

II. Doomed Feelings

Beomgyu would literally curse each person, who invited Yeonjun to the sleepover, where only his classmates were supposed to be. Well, they probably thought that it would be super cool to invite some older famous students... that itself was just toxic. But did they care about him when the party was over and there was nothing more to do with him? You can guess... 

There was no one left besides Beomgyu and Taehyun in the living room. Taehyun was sleeping next to Beomgyu with his cup covering his face, while Beomgyu was playing chill songs on his guitar and keeping an eye on the elder student. No matter how much he hated Yeonjun, he was too afraid to leave him, because he was drunk as hell. He was barely able to sit in that sofa and he didn't react to the others. That's why they left after all, his chuckles wasn't funny anymore. 

It was the last piece of Gyu's patience, when he noticed Yeonjun is hiding his face crying. 

"Ahhh, man. Why did you drink so much, if your alcohol tolerance is so low?" Beomgyu asked desperately to vent his anger. However, he got no answer, as expected, so he just put his guitar aside and drank some of his beer, before he stood up and approached Yeonjun, who was still sobbing into his hands. 

"Huh? Can you even hear me?" he continued in an irritated tone. 

The elder only curled up into a ball. He looked so fragile... why?! 

"Damn really, I thought you can't be more annoying, but you obviously can," Beomgyu sighed pulling on his hair, but he was actually worried. Jun might be the type he wanted to avoid, but he still was a being with feelings... Now he realized that more than ever before. It made him take a bottle of water and put it on Yeonjun's lap. 

"You see? Even your enemy is doing for you much more, than those pricks, who left you here. Where are your friends now, huh?" 

Yeonjun wiped his cheeks and raised his head to face Beomgyu. 

"Do you really hate me that much?" 

Whenever he would easily say he hates him without hesitation, but now... looking in those teary eyes... he got stuck. Suddenly Yeonjun didn't seem to be so drunk. 

"I see...," he chuckled softly in defeat, wiped his nose and drank some of the given water. 

Do I really hate him that much? Beomgyu felt bad hearing that out loud. He usually didn't hate people... and facing the weakness in Yeonjun's eyes, he had to ask himself the same questions over and over again. 

Do I really hate him that much? Do I even have a good reason to hate him when I've never even had a normal conversation with him? Why do I actually reject him so much? 

Deep inside he knew the answer, he just never said it out loud. 

"I just try to understand, you know? I don't remember doing anything wrong to you... but you still-" 

"It's not about what you did or didn't do to me. It's about how annoying are those girls around you... chirping about how perfect you are, how amazing you are in bed, with whom you enjoyed it better and-" Why is he laughing?! 

"I guess you believe those delulu bullshits," Yeonjun said giggling into his fist. "That makes me feel a little bit disappointed... Wooow, I really feel so dirty now." 

What? 

"C'mon, I never slept with either of those chicks," Jun added in a lower voice and reached for a bottle of soju to fill his glass. He bit his lip and Beomgyu noticed his sad eyes are coming back. 

"... and I probably wouldn't tell this to you if I were sober, but the only person I slept with would never talk about that with his friends or classmates."