My Brightest Star - SooGyu

- 9 -

"... The pasta's really good"

Beomgyu stopped mindlessly staring at the spaghetti and lifted his eyes up from his plate, glaring at Soobin with a 'I can't believe you just said that' kind of look. They were sited at the rooftop of the Min's restaurant - which they didn't have a choice in since the table was already reserved - and hadn't said a word to each other since they got installed.

The blond head was pissed at Yerim for setting him up that way, and even more at Soobin for forgetting to bring that stupid outfit. He had one job. And luckily for him, he actually still had it, but he was on thin fucking Ice.

"Does your incompetent ass deserve it though" Beomgyu blurted out.

"Ok ouch" Soobin reacted to the younger's spike, a little too quicky.

The more he opened his mouth, the more he appeared like a little brat, he thought slightly annoyed but not showing it.

"I-I mean, I'm deeply sorry Beomgyu-ssi. I should've brought it as I had been told. I promise to bring it tomorrow, no fault."

Soobin looked at the other while trying not to stare too much, waiting for a response. The smaller one was bulging his cheek with his tongue, seemingly in deep thoughts. He looked pretty.

"But I want it now" he eventually answered, his lips forming a cute pout.

"And there's no guarantee you won't forget it tomorrow. You know what? I'll just come to your place and pick it up"

"W-What"

Soobin's place was a complete mess, and he certainly didn't want Choi Beomgyu to see it.

However, he didn't see a valid reason to refute his request, since the one asking was his boss and he already had made a mistake as his assistant. The taller man nodded in agreement.

"Do you live far away ?"

"Well, I live quite neaby, although we'd have to take the bu-

"Why were you late yesterday then" Beomgyu interrupted before slurping some of his pasta.

He then watched over at Soobin who was now pursing his lips slightly, looking away. Beomgyu felt somewhat guilty at the sight, because he kept being mean to the older who just seemed a little lost.

His heart jumped a little as the other inflated his cheeks slightly from embarrassment.

"Ugh, sorry my inner bitch keeps coming out. I swear I'm really not that bad - I just don't like last minute fuckups, especially right before a shooting"

Soobin suddenly thought about tomorrow's shooting. Would he have to be there when Beomgyu was going to... do whatever he had to ? He pursed his lips once again, not giving any response to the other.

"You're not very talkative are you. Unlike everyone in this town you seem so shy"

"Are you new here ?" he enquired, moving his face closer.

"I-I am"

"I wanted to have a new beginning here, to become someone important in the big city. That... was basically my plan. But yeah it didn't really go too well" Soobin chuckled bitterly. Out loud, it sounded even more obvious how uncouncious his choice to move out was.

He almost felt like crying but tried his very hardest not to. He had been strong until now, and his situation was finally getting better. He wouldn't ruin it now.

The man looked up to see Beomgyu starring at him intensly, a serious face on, while taking his big blushy hands into his smaller delicate ones.

"I've been around here for some years now... and I know how hard it is to understand your worth. To feel like you exist at all"

Those few words reasonated soundly in the older's heart, sinking in as if they had replaced his uneaven heartbeat.

He silently breathed in, feeling the air slowly filling his chest, weighting it in. Beomgyu did not break eye contact.

"Plans are bound to fuck up anyway. You're too good for this city" he gave him the most angelic smile he had evee seen, and returned it back shyly.

Beomgyu lifted his thumb to the corner of Soobin's mouth, wiping a drop of cream he had forgotten to lick away. He brought it back to his own mouth, putting his whole thumb in and sucking it clean. He removed it in a loud 'pop' sound, smirking slightly as he stood up.

If Soobin wanted to hide his burning attraction to the younger, it was obvious now that all of the plans he ever made were bound to fail.

"Let's go to your house" He said grabbing the taller one by his pinkie.

"But desert-"

"I'll get you something sweet later" Beomgyu chucked lightly.

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I'm back ! I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I'm sorry if the pace of the story is too slow. I have a good direction for the plot, but I like to set everything up first.

Can you guess what kind of sweet Beomgyu will give Soobin ? ~

(Also, I published a yeongyu book. It's called 24/7 if you want to check it out)

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