[UNBREAKABLE BONDS] (Yeonjun X Beomgyu)

Chapter 14 : Shadows of Betrayal

The night after the chaotic incident at school, Yeonjun sat in his secret room, the dim light casting eerie shadows on the walls adorned with photos of Beomgyu. A corkboard filled with plans and schematics sat in front of him. He leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smirk spreading across his face as he marked another plan in red ink.

Yj: plan 2 almost complete. he murmured to himself, chuckling.
Yj: just little more & everything will fall apart.

The next morning, Beomgyu went about his usual routine, unaware of the storm that was brewing. He arrived at school, nervously opening his locker. As he fumbled with his things, one of Yeonjun’s friends, a cocky guy named Jake approached him with a mischievous grin.

Jake: Hey there Beomgyu looking cute today!
Jake teased, leaning against the locker beside him.

Beomgyu felt uncomfortable as Jake continued to flirt, throwing playful jabs.
Jake: Come on, don't be shy! I just wanna have some fun with u. would u like to join me at my bed tonight?

Bg: Pls... l-let me go...

Just then, Yeonjun lurked in the background, capturing the moment on his phone. The camera clicked quietly as he documented every interaction, zooming in on their hands brushing against each other. He felt a rush of excitement, knowing that this was all part of his master plan.

Another guy, Minho, joined Jake and the two of them cornered Beomgyu. Panic rose in Beomgyu's chest as he tried to back away, but Minho pinned him against the locker.

Minho: Where do u think you're going baby?

Minho taunted, laughing as Beomgyu struggled to escape.

Yj: Get off him!
Yeonjun finally intervened, putting on his facade of the protective brother. He pushed his way through the crowd, glaring at Jake and Minho.

Beomgyu buried his face in Yeonjun's chest, trembling.
Bg: Hyung they are....they are trying to touch me. I don't want this....

Yj: It's ok Beomie I'm here.
Yeonjun cooed, wrapping his arms around Beomgyu and giving him a reassuring squeeze. Inside, he was reveling in the chaos he had orchestrated.

That night, Yeonjun settled into his chair, eagerly editing the photos he had taken throughout the day. Each image morphed into something more sinister as he applied filters that twisted reality. He laughed to himself, the sound echoing in the emptiness of his room.

Yj: Let's make this interesting.
he said, creating multiple fake accounts on social media. He uploaded the altered images, crafting a narrative that painted Beomgyu in a humiliating light.

The next morning, Beomgyu woke up to the sound of his phone buzzing incessantly. Confused and groggy, he picked it up, only to be bombarded by hundreds of notifications. His heart dropped as he read the comments and saw the photos circulating online.

Bg: What the....?
Beomgyu muttered, his breath quickening. The images of him being cornered, distorted and twisted by Yeonjun’s edits, flooded his screen.

Panic settled in as he saw words like “thief,” “loser,” and “poor Beomgyu” flashing before his eyes. Tears welled up, and he felt a knot tighten in his stomach.

Bg: Hyung!
he cried, running down the hall to find Yeonjun. But the damage was done. he felt the tears spill over, rolling down his cheeks.

Yeonjun noticed immediately sensing the tension.
Yj: What's wrong Beomie?
he asked, feigning concern as he rushed to his brother’s side.

Bg: Hyung! look at what they're saying!
Beomgyu sobbed, showing Yeonjun the screen.
Bg: I didn't do anything!  I swear!

Yeonjun wrapped his arms around Beomgyu, pulling him close as he cried into his shoulder.
Yj: Shhh....don't cry it's ok we're gonna fix this
he whispered soothingly, though irritation flickered in his eyes at Beomgyu’s emotional state.

Beomgyu could only nod, his small frame shaking with sobs. As he cried, he slipped into his little space, retreating into the comforting fantasy he often found himself in. Yeonjun’s annoyance flared.
Yj: Not again!
he muttered under his breath, but he continued to hold Beomgyu tightly.

That day, Beomgyu couldn’t bring himself to go to school. He remained home, overwhelmed by the shame and fear that gripped him. Yeonjun took it upon himself to care for his brother, feigning genuine affection as their mother made soup for Beomgyu.

Mrs.Choi: Here u go Yeonjun.
their mother said, handing him the steaming bowl.
Mrs.Choi: Make sure he eats

Yeonjun nodded, smiling at her.
Yj: Of course mom I'll tale care of him.
He carried the bowl to Beomgyu, who was curled up on the couch, still sniffling.

Yj: Time to eat Beomie!
Yeonjun said, sitting beside him. He carefully fed Beomgyu, who took small sips, his eyes still red from crying.

Afterward, Yeonjun scrolled through his phone, looking at the comments online. Beomgyu watched him with doe eyes, tugging on the hem of Yeonjun’s shirt.
Bg: Hyungie!  Beomie wants to play.
he said, a small smile breaking through his sadness.

But Yeonjun was engrossed in the digital chaos he had created.
Yj: maybe later okay?
he replied absentmindedly, not looking away from the screen.

Beomgyu frowned, his small hands tugging more insistently.
Bg: Hyung!
he whined, repeating it over and over until Yeonjun’s irritation peaked.

Yj: STOP IT BEOMGYU!!
Yeonjun snapped, his voice sharper than intended. The words hit Beomgyu like a slap, and he flinched, tears welling up in his eyes again.
Bg: why don't hyung loves Beomie anymore?
he cried, his voice trembling.

Yeonjun’s heart sank at the sight of his brother’s tears.
Yj: No no no don't cry!
he rushed over, his annoyance melting away.
Yj: Uh...ok u can do whatever u want with me.
he said, trying to soothe Beomgyu.

Instantly, Beomgyu’s face brightened, and he eagerly climbed onto Yeonjun’s lap, showering him with kisses.
Bg: Beomie loves....hyungie
he exclaimed, his laughter ringing like music to Yeonjun’s ears.

As Beomgyu cuddled against him, his eyelids grew heavy, and he soon drifted off to sleep, nestled in Yeonjun’s embrace. But Yeonjun’s heart was conflicted. He glanced at his brother, a wave of guilt washing over him.
Yj: you're such a pain.
he muttered under his breath, before lighting a cigarette and stepping out onto the balcony.

The night air was cool against his skin, and as he inhaled deeply, he couldn’t shake off the thrill of the chaos he was about to unleash.
Yj: My little Beomgyu from tomorrow everything is going to change FOREVER.
he whispered to himself, a sinister smile spreading across his lips as he flicked the ashes away, staring into the distance with a newfound determination.

To be continued........

Dear bbygirls thank u sm for your support & praise for my exam. I literally got 27/30 yay!!! 🥳. Tomorrow I'll show u the paper when it'll come out.