real | taegyu

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taehyun= italic
beomgyu= bold

“get out!” beomgyu’s mother yelled. “pack your bags, don’t ever step foot in this house again!” she said once more, making beomgyu roll his eyes.

he really couldn't care less.

he packed his bags, as said. but only ever brought 2 pair of clothing, his sketchbook, a pencil, and his skateboard. a sense of relief washed over him as he thought about leaving his household. he didn't spare one look at his parents, who were still yelling at him for getting into the hospital, once again.

but then again, he could've died for all he cared. all he cared about at the moment, was finding a silent place to sit and practice his new skateboard tricks in. he slammed the door, and started riding his beloved skateboard.

he closed his eyes letting the fresh breeze engulf him.

he opened it again, looking around. to find an empty park nearby. he smiled. and took his skateboard, holding it tightly. he walked to the park, then sitting on one of the benches. zoning out for a couple of minutes, until he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“hey, you alone?”. beomgyu pursed his lips, “yeah. needed some silence.” he said, trying to tell the stranger he needed to be alone without actually telling him. “oh, sorry for disturbing then.” the stranger replied, must have read his mind or something.

beomgyu then replied a ‘you’re good.‘ making the stranger nod, and sit beside him. not forgetting to put some distance in between them.

“why’re you here?” the man started, “like i said, needed some silence.” beomgyu replied. “no, what led you to here?” beomgyu looked down, “parents.”

the man must’ve picked up what beomgyu meant, by his tone. “must suck.” beomgyu hummed, and asked the man the same question. “life too stressful.” beomgyu looked at him, and nodded. then looking away. he couldn't see the man’s face properly, but he could make out his big eyes and black hair.

“what’s your name?” beomgyu suprisingly started, “you go first.” the man replied making the other frown. “hey— no i asked first!” the man chuckled, as he slid his hands out of his pocket.

“if you're this eager then.” he combed through his hair, before muttering a “taehyun. i’m taehyun.” beomgyu nodded, and looked at the moon. for a couple minutes it was just silence, only the dogs from afar howling and the trees hustling can be heard.

“so are you just gonna ask mine, but not gonna tell yours?” taehyun snickered. beomgyu looked at him and giggled, “sorry. its beomgyu” taehyun smiled at the other, nodding in acknowledgement.

after a few conversations, here and there. taehyun finally said “well, beomgyu. let’s see each other again?” he looked at the latter, and smiled. beomgyu nodded and smiled as well. “check ur pocket.” taehyun said.

beomgyu looked down and slid his hand the way in his pockets, finding a crumpled paper. before he could ask the other how he could put it in. he saw no one.

he sighed, then let out a smile. shaking his head. maybe he was just hallucinating again.

—

after a few days, beomgyu realized he wasn't hallucinating that night at all. since the next morning he woke up on the same bench, he found the paper right in his hands.

he took out his phone, having 67%. and decided to call the number in the paper taehyun gave. he bit his lips before pressing the call button. hearing the ring, through his ears.