ANKLET - YEONGYU - Force Marriage

6 - Anklet

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The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Yeonjun stirred awake and turned to see Beomgyu lying beside him, his features soft and peaceful in sleep. The sight of Beomgyu in his pajamas was nothing short of enchanting. Yeonjun couldn't help but reach for his phone to capture the moment. He snapped a quick picture, admiring how beautiful Beomgyu looked.

As his gaze wandered, he noticed the anklet adorning Beomgyu's ankle. Intrigued, he reached out to touch it, the delicate piece glimmering in the sunlight. “Wow,” he murmured, lost in thought for a moment, appreciating its beauty and the sentimental value it held.

Suddenly, reality hit him. Yeonjun jumped out of bed, shaking off his thoughts. “Okay, time to get ready!” he said to himself as he headed for the shower.

After a refreshing shower, he dressed in a casual outfit—comfortable yet stylish. He glanced at the time and realized it was time to wake Beomgyu.

“Beomgyu, wake up!” Yeonjun called, gently shaking his shoulder. “It’s time to shine! Go take a shower and wear this cheer outfit!”

Beomgyu stirred, blinking sleepily. “Hyung, what if I embarrass myself?” he asked, his voice laced with anxiety.

Yeonjun laughed, ruffling Beomgyu’s hair playfully. “You won’t! I believe in you. Just think of it as a fun experience. And remember, suck it up, bitch!”

With a sigh, Beomgyu pushed himself up, knowing he couldn’t let his nerves hold him back. “Fine, I’ll do it,” he muttered, dragging himself to the bathroom.

After a quick shower, Beomgyu slipped into the cheer outfit Yeonjun had picked out for him. The vibrant colors and short skirt made him feel both excited and nervous. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart.

When Beomgyu made his way to the kitchen, he found Yeonjun sitting at the table, scrolling through his phone. “Good morning, Hyung!” Beomgyu greeted, trying to hide his nervousness with a smile.

“Morning, Gyu! Did you sleep well?” Yeonjun asked, looking up with a grin.

“Yeah, but I had the weirdest dream,” Beomgyu replied, taking a seat. “I dreamed I was performing in front of a huge crowd, and I forgot all the moves!”

Yeonjun chuckled. “Well, that won’t happen today. You’ll do great! Trust me.”

Feeling slightly reassured, Beomgyu decided to make breakfast. He gathered ingredients to whip up some pancakes. As he cooked, Yeonjun watched him, admiring how focused he was.

“Need any help?” Yeonjun offered.

“No, I got this!” Beomgyu replied, flipping a pancake with confidence.

When breakfast was ready, Beomgyu set a plate in front of Yeonjun and pulled out his last five dollars from his pocket. “Here, Hyung. For breakfast,” he said, handing the money over.

“Wait, no! Don’t pay for breakfast,” Yeonjun protested, shaking his head. “Just eat. You need the energy.”

Beomgyu’s cheeks turned pink at Yeonjun’s kindness. “But I—”

“No buts! Just enjoy your food. You’re the one who cooked,” Yeonjun insisted with a smile.

“Thank you, Hyung,” Beomgyu said softly, feeling grateful.

As they ate, Yeonjun suddenly looked at Beomgyu, noticing something. “Hey, where are your shoes?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Beomgyu’s expression turned serious. “I don’t have any, Hyung. I want everyone to see my anklet!” he replied, determination shining in his eyes.