Tomorrow x Together x Reader

Beomgyu: Protective

Paring: Beomgyu x Reader
Style: Romance, SFW, Friendship
Warning: a little bit of violence, very angry Beomgyu
Word count: 1704

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The evening started as any other, with Beomgyu and his bandmates from TXT—Yeonjun, Hueningkai, Taehyun, and Soobin—heading out for drinks. Accompanying them was Beomgyu's girlfriend, Y/N, whose radiant beauty never failed to draw attention. They all settled into the lively ambiance of the bar, laughter and music blending into the background.

"Y/N, you look absolutely stunning tonight," Beomgyu whispered to her, his voice laced with affection.

Y/N blushed, smiling at him. "Thank you, Beomgyu. You're not too bad yourself," she teased, causing a light chuckle to escape his lips.

As the night wore on, the group's carefree chatter filled the air. But the atmosphere shifted when a stranger approached Y/N at the bar, attempting to woo her with flashy displays of wealth.

"Hey, beautiful, ever seen a paycheck like this?" a guy at the bar bragged to y/n, trying to impress her with a wink.

Y/n, clearly unimpressed, tried to brush him off. "Uh, thanks but no thanks. I'm here with my friends."

Beomgyu's mood darkened immediately, his usual cheerful demeanor replaced by a menacing aura. The change didn't go unnoticed by his friends.

"Hey, Beomgyu, you okay there, buddy?" Yeonjun asked, eyeing him with concern.

Beomgyu didn't answer, his glare fixed on the man flirting with Y/N.

Seeing the situation escalate, Taehyun whispered to Soobin, "This is getting tense. Do you think we should do something?"

Before Soobin could reply, Beomgyu stood abruptly, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. He stormed over to Y/N, pulling her close with a possessive grip. "Let's go," he said firmly, his voice barely containing his anger.

The man, undeterred, sneered at Beomgyu. "What's your problem, man? Can't a guy have a little conversation?"

Beomgyu's response was icy. "She's not interested man. Leave her alone."

As Beomgyu positioned Y/N protectively behind him, his stance was firm and unwavering, a silent promise of safety amidst the chaos. The air crackled with tension, palpable and thick, as the stranger, fueled by bravado and alcohol, refused to back down. Beomgyu's voice cut through the noise, cold and unyielding, a stark warning that resonated with an intensity that belied his usually cheerful demeanor. "I've asked you nicely. Leave her alone."

The man sneered, his ego bruised, unwilling to retreat in the face of rejection. With a swift, reckless decision fueled by pride, he swung at Beomgyu, his fist connecting with his lip with a sickening thud. The impact resonated through the bar, a silent moment suspended in time before chaos ensued.
Yeonjun and the others sprang into action, their movements swift and coordinated, a testament to their bond.

As some bystanders held the assailant back, preventing further harm, Yeonjun rushed to Beomgyu's side, his voice laced with concern. "Beomgyu! Are you okay?"

Beomgyu, staggering slightly from the blow, touched his lip, the metallic taste of blood a stark reminder of the altercation. His anger simmered beneath the surface, a dangerous current threatening to erupt. "He's going to pay for this," Beomgyu muttered, his voice a dangerous whisper, his hand curling into a fist, ready to retaliate.

Yeonjun grabbed Beomgyu's arm, his grip firm. "No, Beomgyu, it's not worth it. Look at me, man. We need to calm down, for Y/N's sake."

Y/N, tears streaming down her face, witnessed the scene unfold with a growing sense of dread. Hueningkai, ever the gentle soul, wrapped his arms around her, guiding her away from the escalating tension, his voice a soothing whisper in her ear. "Let's get you out of here, Y/N. It's going to be okay."