Anti Broken Heart - Broken Heart Club

viii

"My pants," Beam said as he opened his room's door and found Forth stood in front of him.

Forth looked so fresh, smelled so fresh. His hair was still semi-wet. It was obvious that Forth tried to brush it back, but there was this one semi-wet hair lock fell to his forehead. Forth looked so good, Forth was blindingly handsome, but Beam wearing nothing but his boxer in the cold night up on the mountain was still too crazy to be put as the 2nd priority.

"Ready," Forth said as he brushed the hair back with his hand and he handed Beam a tidily folded thick, grey sweatpants with a black strips on the sides.

"Why are you here?" Beam asked as he opened the door wider and let Forth walked into his room.

"Your pants, and gotta help you with your stuff," Forth said as his eyes caught the view of Beam's backpack and some plastic bags with snacks inside of them. Meanwhile Beam took off his shorts and put the sweatpants on behind the door in a swift movement.

"Believe me I got this," Beam said as he stared at Forth with unamused face when he saw Forth took everything with him.

"Of course," Forth said with a smile as he walked passed Beam to the door way.

"We have no elevator, Forth, let me take some...!" Beam said as he put on his hoodie and got out of his room, locking the door.

"I got this~!" Forth said from the stairs.

"Gosh..." Beam put the room key into the pants' pocket and run to Forth.

"Don't run, Beam, you can fall," Forth's voice was heard and Beam stopped running. He walked fast to Forth and took some plastic bags from the strong hand.

"Am I a kid?" Beam retorted and walked passed by Forth. But he stopped in front of the front door because he didn't know Forth's car.

Beam huffed as he heard Forth chuckled and walked pass by him to the parking lot. Beam followed him.

It was black 2013 Jeep Grand Cherokee, parked on the next to a silver sedan. Beam helped Forth opened the backseat door and then let Forth put his things there. There were already Forth's things, but it still had more than enough space for Beam's things.

"Are you wearing jacket?" Forth asked as he put the stuff into his car.

"Yes," Beam answered as he waited Forth to take his stuff to be put inside of the car.

Forth turned around and Beam handed him the plastic bags in his hand, but Forth didn't take it immediately. He held Beam's navy blue hoodie and smiled before he took the stuff in Beam's hand.

"Good?" Beam peeked at Forth who was putting the stuff inside of the car.

"Good," Forth said. "I got blanket and extra jacket, by the way," Forth said as he rubbed his hand together and then closed the car's door. "Tell me if you're cold," Forth said as he turned around.

"I won't," Beam retorted with an annoyance unintentional pout and frown, because it seemed like Forth saw him like a fragile little kid when he was a strong, handsome grown up man.

Forth jogged to his seat while Beam opened the car door and got into the car. Forth soon sat next to him and the car doors were locked by Forth. Beam put his seatbelt on while Forth took his jacket off and put his seatbelt on.

"Carsick?" Forth asked.

"Noooo, Forth, I am not a kid," Beam said as he took off his shoes and folded his legs up on the car's jock, shifting into a comfortable position.

"Tell me if you don't feel well," Forth said as he started the engine.

"I am not going to vomit in your car, Sir," Beam rolled his eyes.