Another World (yeongyu ff)

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Yeonjun POV

Over the past few days, I had noticed a significant change in beomgyu's behavior. Beomgyu had become unusually clingy and always seemed to prioritize our time together over his academics. He was literally spending every day with me, it's not like I am complaining but, this was particularly concerning to me, as beomgyu had always been a diligent and responsible student.

But what disturbed me the most was catching beomgyu crying alone in the middle of the night on multiple occasions. This sight only deepened my worry and left me wondering what could be causing such emotional distress in my boyfriend.

I had tried multiple times to talk to beomgyu about whatever was troubling him, but he consistently gave me the same response - "Nothing" - accompanied by an unconvincing smile that I knew all too well. Despite my persistent questioning and attempts to get him to share his emotions, beomgyu remained closed off and refused to open up.

The more days passed by, the more my concern grew. Beomgyu's behavior was becoming increasingly alarming, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something significant was going on under the surface.

Time skipped~~~

Author's POV

They were in yeonjun's apartment, laying on the bed, beomgyu was glued to yeonjun in silence feeling his warmth until yeonjun said.

"You've been acting strange lately," Yeonjun began, his concern evident in his voice. "You're glued to me at all times, and whenever I ask you what's wrong, you always say 'nothing.' I know something is going on, but you refuse to tell me what it is. You're also neglecting your studies, and I've caught you crying alone at night multiple times. What's going on with you?" Beomgyu replied with a strained smile, repeating the same phrase he had been using for days now. "Nothing's wrong, I'm fine. I just want to spend more time with you, that's all." Yeonjun could feel his patience wearing thin. He knew deep down that something was off, and beomgyu's constant reassurance of "nothing's wrong" was only adding fuel to the fire. "You can't keep saying 'nothing's wrong' and expecting me to believe it," Yeonjun said firmly, his voice edged with frustration. "I know you're not fine. You've been acting weird for days now, and you refuse to tell me the truth. I'm getting tired of this charade, beomgyu." As Yeonjun got up and stormed towards the door, his anger palpable in the air, he slammed the door shut behind him, causing a resounding thud. Beomgyu, who had been sitting on the bed, flinched at the sound, his eyes wide open and a mix of surprise and hurt etched across his face. As soon as the door slammed shut, beomgyu's facade of composure crumbled, and tears streamed down his face. The weight of his hidden pain and the loneliness of losing Yeonjun's understanding were too much to bear. He buried his face in his hands, letting his sobs fill the empty room.

"Why, why can't I just be HAPPY?!" Beomgyu shouting letting out all of his anger by punching the bed again and again. "I wish I could tell him it's the last time he's gonna see me" he said sobbing. "I wish he doesn't remember me....I don't want him to feel the pain I am gonna live with the rest of my life." He exhaled a shakey breath and left the apartment to go get his bag form his house, including all the memories he made with yeonjun and the recording of beomgyus favorite song

Blue hour.

The song that yeonjun wrote and recorded just for beomgyu, and start finding the portal.

Before leaving the apartment beomgyu left a letter on yeonjuns side table, incase yeonjun remembers him.

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Taking a deep breath, Yeonjun left the house, needing some space to cool off. The crisp night air hit his face as he stepped outside, bringing a momentary relief, and he began walking down the street aimlessly, trying to clear his mind and cool down his racing emotions.

Yeonjun's POV

As I walked down the street, my anger began to fade away, replaced by guilt. I recalled the scene from earlier - my anger towards beomgyu, the slam of the door, and the sound of his tears. My heart ached at the memory, and I regretted leaving him alone and not understanding the depth of his pain.

"I shouldn't have gotten so angry," I muttered to myself, silently scolding myself for my impulsiveness. As my thoughts continued to race, I realized that I shouldn't have pushed so hard for beomgyu to open up and share his feelings. I should have been more patient and understanding instead of losing my temper.

"I shouldn't have pressed him so much," I muttered to myself, feeling the weight of my mistakes. "Maybe I should have been more patient and let him come to me when he was ready. I hope he's ok back home."

By the time I walked back to my appointment, my sense of guilt had lessened a bit. I still felt a sense of responsibility for the argument earlier, but my main priority now was just getting back home and working things out with beomgyu. Maybe the situation wasn't as bad as I thought initially, and there was still hope for us to move past our differences.

As I stepped through the door, the silence hit me like a ton of bricks. Beomgyu was nowhere to be seen, and the emptiness of the room felt heavier than ever before. My heart skipped a beat, and a wave of unease washed over me. I tried to brush off the unease, telling myself that beomgyu had probably just gone back to his own house. I convinced myself that we would talk at school the next day, and I would have a chance to properly apologize. With those thoughts in mind, I decided to leave it until the morning and attempt to get some sleep.

Beomgyu's POV

I was in a dark, dense forest, clutching the compass tightly in my hand. The tears were still streaming down my cheeks, but I ignored them, focusing on the mission at hand: finding the portal. The dim glow of the compass' needle was my only guide in the eerie darkness. I was feeling a mix of sadness, determination, and uncertainty. After about 30 minutes of searching, the compass suddenly started pointing in a specific direction. I followed the direction it was pointing, and eventually, a faint glow appeared in the distance. I quickened my pace, and as I got closer, the glow became stronger and more defined, revealing a shimmering portal in the shape of a circle.

''i wish I had more time, I wish i told my mom she was the best mother in the whole universe, i wish i told my dad he was the best father, i wish i could tell my friends 'thank you' for always being by my side.''

''i wish i told yeonjun 'i love you' for the last time........''

I stood there, looking at the portal, a wave of conflicting emotions washing over me. The desire to return to my life and stay in this world tugged at me, but the realization that I had no other choice slowly settled in. I knew that I had to go through the portal, even though every fiber of my being screamed at me not to. Taking a deep breath, I reluctantly stepped forward towards the portal and stepped inside, and just like before everything went

Black........

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