I'm Nothing Without You | BeomJun AU

twenty eight

Beomgyu smiled at himself and felt the closeness between them. He placed his hand on Yeonjun's forehead and wiping the cold sweat. Yeonjun lifted his head to stare at him with his eyes exposed with a crimson-plum red eyes, eyeing on Beomgyu. Beomgyu slowly widened his eyes and his eyes fixated on the man's eyes who was glowing beautifully. 

Beomgyu didn't fret at all.

Soon enough Yeonjun blinked his eyes and the color vanished like it was some sort of his hallucination. Yeonjun smiled at him and wrapped snuggled into Beomgyu's chest. The intimacy was very explicit and fragile.

A feeling of Deja Vu jolting on Yeonjun's body out of nowhere. Yeonjun hissed with a sudden pain rising up in his chest making him scream in horror. Beomgyu then pulled away from the hug and stares at Yeonjun. The older man walked out of the kitchen and leaving the poor Beomgyu with his jaw on the floor.

Yeonjun ran away from the house in the middle of the night already with a heavy pain on his chest. Running away and had reached a mere forest and screamed hoarsely and painfully. Waking the bird resting on the huge trees and flying away horribly. Yeonjun's dropped onto his knees and screamed in terror which awoken up some wild animals in the forest.

He breathed heavily and deeply. Tears were glistening in his eyes and cheeks that was rolling down through his cheeks and with a sense of Deja Vu in his mind. Where his memories were disrupted and flashing back to his senses. Yeonjun cried painfully and bear with the pain as his stamina was surely running low.

"isn't that obvious, Daniel?"

Yeonjun breathed heavily and lifted his head and saw a black figure with a scythe and laughing at him. Once in a while, Yeonjun felt terrified and scared for his life. He only stares at the black figure with a scythe who was walking back and forth.

"you're getting weak."

"who are you!"

The black figure laughed and only check the the sharpness of his scythe. "I am the one who gave you your powers."

Yeonjun's eyes slowly widened and held his chest as the pain began rises again. Yeonjun could only groan and take heavy breaths. He was too weak to stand up and couldn't feel his powers. He couldn't even read his mind nor seeking Soobin's visions. He couldn't vanish, he couldn't teleport. The thirst of soul wasn't there anymore. The spontaneous combustion started flaming in his fingers.

"You've been abusing your powers recently and used it for some other reasons. Therefore, I'll take them away."

"NO!"

Yeonjun felt the pain in his chest slowly disappear as a clear and thick black smoke evaporated out of him. His vision getting blurry, dizzy and last words he had said was,

"m-my Beomgyu.."

Beomgyu had been searching for Yeonjun everywhere and he couldn't hold his tears anymore. He was tearing up and sobbing since earlier. Overthinking that maybe he had gone too far and gone too close that's why the older ran away. Its been an hour since Yeonjun left the house and he's all alone.

Beomgyu had been calling and calling Yeonjun's phone. He had been hoping that the older would come home since their parents are having a vacation for themselves since their wedding is soon and fastly approaching so they could have some time for themselves.

Beomgyu felt a sudden stinging pain on his chest that made him kneel on the ground. The stinging pain on his chest was unbearable and made him choke as if the gods took his breath away. Beomgyu's heart was beating rapidly, syncing with his heavy breaths. Beomgyu could only held his breath and the next thing happened, he knew way to himself that it was real...

A black smoke appeared in front of him which was swirling all around the living room and forgotten the rising pain on his chest. He stepped backwards and the next thing happened, a body was floating on mid air. Swinging and swaying it slowly until the back of the body reached onto the floor.

Beomgyu gasped and immediately crawled towards the body as soon as the black smoke vanished into thin air. Beomgyu screamed and shake the body aggressively. The body wasn't responding at all. Beomgyu then slowly trailed his finger tips on his brother's from its palm and intertwining his fingers. 

By the time their hands ignited into one, a vision was shown into Beomgyu's eyes. The glowing blue light in his eyes lead him into a scenario where it was corrupted and disrupted by the black smoking surrounding the two of them.

Yeonjun's cold hand ignited with warmth by the touch and connection which made the crying Beomgyu calmed into his senses and felt a sense of sleepiness. Beomgyu's body reacted and slowly drifted himself to sleep and closed his eyes peacefully.

The next thing in the morning, Beomgyu woke up. He woke up but not on the living room. Where all he could think of his sanity. His sleep was peaceful and checked the room. Which is normal and seems nothin really happened at all. He was awoken on his study table. With the same papers he had answered more like yesterday.

Yeonjun then walked in and looking at Beomgyu worriedly. Beomgyu then looks at Yeonjun who's approaching him. He had stared at the man from head to toe, which the outfits seems like he had wore it yesterday.

Beomgyu then removed the headphones in his head and immediately wrapped his arms around the older's neck. Surpising the older and froze at the closeness. Beomgyu then snuggled into the crook of the man's neck and tightening the hug. Yeonjun could read his mind and which it was that the poor Beomgyu was having nightmares. 

Yeonjun then wrapped his arms around Beomgyu's waist and pulled him closer. Hugging him tightly and closely. Yeonjun the pulled away slowly and lifted Beomgyu's head with his fingertips on his chin. He then read the thoughts that's circulating on the poor boy's mind. He read every essence of the information.

Yeonjun then placed his hand on Beomgyu's cheeks and cupping them gently. He then wiped the tears with his thumb and smiled at Beomgyu. The latter was too stunned and his eyes was too fixated and gulped from the touch and intimacy.

Beomgyu then smacked his chest which made the poor Yeonjun groaned and giggled.

"why's my princess crying?" Yeonjun chuckled despite the information.

"I thought you were dead fucking ass hole!"

"Dead? pft from what?"

"You were ridiculously lying on the floor in the living room! Your fucking body was dead and cold! There were b-bruises a-and.."

Yeonjun cut him off by placing a soft kiss on the panicking Beomgyu and ruffled his hair. Yeonjun only smiled at him and rolled his eyes. Which made the Beomgyu irritatingly smacked the older once more. Beomgyu blushed with an instance and wipes his tears.

"You're being clingy around me.."

"as if i care?"

"But I care.."

"And I care for you too.." Yeonjun's words hit like a fast train trailing down to Beomgyu's heart and ego. 

He whispered under his breath coldly and the stares at Yeonjun who was confusingly looking at him. Beomgyu then hurriedly went downstairs and checked the kitchen.

There were plastic bags of his favorite cafe. 

Beomgyu's eyes widened and blink his eyes. He slapped himself and cursing at himself where he felt like he was trapped in a time loop. He then turned around where Yeonjun was walking towards him and smiled.

"I bought you your favorite dessert, beomie."

Beomgyu couldn't speak at the moment and placed his hand on his chest where his heart was beating rapidly. He then looks around and noticed that his electric date and time on his study table made his eyes slowly widened itself.

"5:53PM" 

Unknowingly, Beomgyu saved Yeonjun without his knowledge.