𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 | ✨𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐲𝐮✨

Chapter 25

Beomgyu was packing his stuff up. He gazed at his phone for the 100th time and there still wasn't anything from Yeonjun. After the message that Yeonjun had sent him in the morning, Beomgyu had tried everything to get in contact with the older, but nothing had worked.

Beomgyu let out a sigh, the stress that he was feeling over Yeonjun not responding to him was slowly eating him alive, and the fact that Huening Kai had visited him in the morning, wasn't helping him at all.

He put his bag over his shoulder and placed his camera around his neck. He then grabbed his phone to try and contact Yeonjun once again. As stepped out the studio, his eyes began follow every pair of wings that came near his vision.

He began to feel dizzy, he hadn't been used to seeing so many angels in over six years. The funny thing was that, he used to be able to block out some of the angels and their presences, but now he was feeling a bit overwhelmed.

He also missed Yeonjun dearly, now that the older was nowhere to be seen, Beomgyu seriously felt lonely. All of this was seriously tearing him apart.

Keep your cool Beomgyu, you can call him as soon as you get out of the building.

As his thoughts began to wander towards Yeonjun, the 23-year basically jumped with surprise as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Beomgyu turned around, letting out a relieved sigh as he saw Jeonhyun. "There you are. . . I thought I wouldn't catch up to you." He chuckled, straightening himself up, brushing his hair to the side.

"Jeonhyun, hi. . ." Beomgyu gave him an awkward smile, trying to block out Jeonhyun's guard as well the other twenty angels that were around them.

"Are you okay?" The stylist asked,softly touching Beomgyu's cheeks. "You seemed worried."

Beomgyu couldn't help but feel flustered. "M-me, worried?"

Jeonhyun walked beside him, his hand softly resting on Beomgyu's shoulder. "Yeah. . . Is everything okay?"

Beomgyu let out a sigh. No, nothing was okay, he was nowhere being okay and Yeonjun was certainly nowhere near being okay as well. His head was a swirling mess and he couldn't help, but feel exhausted.

He let out a sigh, wanting to relieve some of his worries to someone he somewhat trusted. He leaned against Jeonhyun. "I'm fine. . . It's just Yeonjun."

"Yeonjun?" Jeonhyun raised his brow, a small feeling of jealousy stirred in his stomach.

Ever sense Beomgyu had arrived and had started to talk with the model, a lot of rumors and gossip had started to be spread around. He'd heard some of the models giggling and joking around, saying that Yeonjun, the great lone wolf, had finally found himself a partner. He liked Yeonjun, he was a nice and quiet man that he could talk to, but it was painfully obvious that the 24-year old had a crush on Beomgyu. 

He knew Yeonjun was competition, so he couldn't help but to let some of his bitterness spill out. "Why are you worried about him?"

Beomgyu stared up at him, confused and a bit offended in Yeonjun's behalf. Of course he was worried about the model, they'd know each other and had been through so much together as well, it would be heartless to not be worried.

"I-I mean," He cleared his throat, retaliating on what he had just said. "He's had episodes like this in the past, I'm sure his fine."

Beomgyu blinked twice, he was still a bit weirded out by Jeonhyun, but he just let out a nod. "I guess you're right," He pouted, only wanting to hurry up and get to Yeonjun as soon as possible.