𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑺𝑬𝑫 . yeonjun was cursed as a child with his mother making a deal with the devil, beomgyu. not wanting to have made such a deal but wanting to start a family was what made them do it.
once yeonjun turned 18 the devil would not leave him a...
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four . too young to understand hanging out at night
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Classes were over and summer had started already, Yeonjun's first week of summer was pretty boring. He stayed home and watched tv all the time.
His parents still worked during the summer which only got him a bit annoyed his parents wouldn't talk much to him, he also wondered where Beomgyu's been...after all.
Beomgyu told him he was going to spend time with him more during the summer but he hasn't shown up the first week and it was worrying Yeonjun.
Where was his favorite person?
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That Sunday night Yeonjun was peacefully sleeping in his bed, soft snores escaped his mouth as he comfortably moved around his bed.
Until a scent of cigarettes lingered around his room, his nose scrunched in disgust to the scent and he fluttered his eyes opened and gasped.
"Gyu!-"
"Shh, lower your voice angel. Don't wanna wake up your parents do you now?" Beomgyu whispered as he held Yeonjun's chin gently while moving closer to him as he sat on his bed.
Yeonjun nodded in agreement as Beomgyu smiled before taking a drag of the cigarette in between his lips, exhaling the toxic scent away from Yeonjun's face.
Yeonjun watched him in curiosity as Beomgyu smoked in front of him, as he quietly cleared his throat and whispered.
"I...didn't know you smoked Beommie..."
"You have seen me do it~ you were just young back then" Beomgyu chuckled as he turned his gaze away from the younger boy.
Yeonjun sighed in disappointment, he didn't like seeing his favorite person smoke, he didn't want his health to get ruined.
Yeonjun grabbed Beomgyu's wrist where he wasn't holding the cigarette, keeping a firm grasp on it as he spoke once he caught Beomgyu's attention.
"I don't want you to smoke...it's bad for your health..." Yeonjun frowned.
Beomgyu's eyes widened when he felt Yeonjun's firm grasp on his wrist, he felt his breath hitch as he was speechless.
Beomgyu found himself looking at Yeonjun's eyes in admiration, his gaze softening as he intertwined their hands together in a gentle manner.
