Sugar, Please - Yeonjun x Soobin

XIX

        "What the fuck!" Yeonjun took a few steps back and covered his mouth after he finally processed what had just happened.

"Hey!" Soobin widened his eyes in surprise, "We're supposed to stay PG."

"PG? PG!" Yeonjun threw his arms in frustration, "Beomgyu just died! Literally nothing up to this point has been PG!"

Soobin lowered his gaze, silently cursing at himself for making such a stupid joke at a time like this, "Sorry." Yeonjun was still staring at the edge of the building and hadn't noticed Soobin approach him until Soobin snaked his arms around Yeonjun's waist. "There's still a chance he's alive. There's grass down there. It could have cushioned his fall."

"No," Yeonjun knew that was impossible, "There's a pretty wide sidewalk down there. If Beomgyu was serious about killing himself, he would have made sure he'd hit the cement."

Soobin sighed, knowing Yeonjun was probably right, "Just don't say he's dead until we know for sure."

Yeonjun hesitated for a moment, "Do you think..."

"Do I think what?"

Yeonjun shook his head, as if telling him to forget about it. The stood like this for a few more minutes and eventually Yeonjun calmed down a little. Soobin let go of Yeonjun and Yeonjun looked at him, unhappy at the action. 

"Are you ready to go?"

"To go?" Yeonjun's expression quickly changed from longing to disgust, "You want to just leave him here? Do you wanna act like this never happened? Are we not even going to call the cops? You really-"

"I just don't want us to get involved. If you'd feel better waiting here until an ambulance arrived, then that's fine, but we should at least get off of the roof. It would look really bad if they found us up here."

Yeonjun quickly muttered an apology as his cheeks flushed a bright pink out of embarrassment. Yeonjun led the way to the same spot they used to get up here, but Soobin felt like there was something he needed to stay, "Hey Yeonjun."

Yeonjun just blinked at him a few times, not giving a proper response. 

"It's not your fault."

A pitiful smile appeared on Yeonjun's face and he adverted his gaze, "I'll help you get down."

-

Once they had gotten down Soobin leaned against the wall and took a minute to regain his composure. Climbing down was even scarier than climbing up. Yeonjun sat next to him, burying his knees in his chest as he stared at nothing in particular. Soobin joined him on the ground and placed a hand on one of Yeonjun's knees, "I know this is a stupid question, but how are you holding up?"

"How come you're not upset?" Yeonjun turned to him to watch his facial expression, "I get you didn't like him, but he just died. Do you not feel any sort of sadness? It's sort of scary."

"I don't think sad is the right word to describe how I'm feeling. I'm in a state of shock and I feel physically sick. I could throw up at any second, but I'm just trying not to show it because I don't want to stress you out anymore then you already are."

"You're a human too," Yeonjun leaned his head against the wall "You don't have to act emotionless because I'm around."

"I'm sorry," Soobin gulped and his face paled a bit as he tried not to hide behind a mask anymore, "I'm going to call the police now."

Yeonjun watched as Soobin pulled out his phone and waited for him to dial the number, "I need to go see him."

Soobin looked at Yeonjun in surprise, but didn't have time to respond and turned his attention to the dispatcher. Yeonjun took this opportunity to go see Beomgyu by himself. He traced his hand along the wall until he reached the corner. He knew after he made this turn that he would see if Beomgyu was alive or not. Yeonjun second guessed himself, but thought about what Soobin said. There's always a chance and Yeonjun had to know. Before he could dwell on it anymore, he turned the corner.