When You Bake - BeomJun✔️

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A/N.
This story was short, actually. ehe. so. uhm, expect 7-10 chapters from this story. anyways, i'll be glad if you'll comment ehe. enjoy reading! WARNING; ERRORS AHEAD.

Soobin looked at the door as it opens. He then saw Hueningkai, having a basket of breads. Soobin smiled a bit.

Every day passed by, he's getting more pale. His lips are getting dry.

The younger was sad about his situation.

He left the breads on the table and sat beside the older.

"Hyung, are you alright? Do I have to call the doctor? Uhm, what do you feel?" Hueningkai asked.

Soobin shook his head slowly, "you don't have to," on a husky voice. He held the younger's hands. He wanna hold those tightly, but he wish, he can. But because of his illness, he can't.

Soobin slowly closed his eyes. He's dying. And what he only want is, to see the one he loved so much. His inspiration for his everyday life. He wanna see Yeonjun who made him strong until now.

"H-hyung, hyung! Y-you-you have t-to fight!"

Hueningkai's knees are are trembling. His hands are shaking. He stood up and called the doctor.

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Days passed, and Saturday came. Yeonjun is getting ready for the competition. He felt the cold breeze of January as he walked out of his apartment.

He ride his car and smirked as he drive fast.

He arrived at the venue and saw someone that he doesn't even expect to come.

"Soobin," he said, as he saw its situation.

He got stiffed when he saw the man he loved.

'You don't love him anymore, do you..?' He asked himself. He shook his head.

The baking contest started and he started creating dough. He'll create doughnuts. He missed to.

When he finished, the staff get his works and Beomgyu was finished, too. He gulped.

He may not win this fight. He knows he can't.

As the winner was announced, he got his heart, broken again.

Beomgyu walked unto him. "That's a good job," said he, "I hope we can be friends," the younger offered his hands. The older looked at it. He gulped. He doesn't know if he'll accept it.

He the decided. And accepted the younger's hands. They shook hands. "Uh, I hope too," he said as his uncontrollable pout appeared.

Beomgyu adored him more. "I hope we can get along, too," he said as he take down his hands. "If you just know that you're my idol..." he whispered.

"What's that?"

"Ah, nothing," he smiled brightly. Hecombed his hair up using his hands, that made his forehead show.

"So, I hope we can hangout more," Yeonjun said as he turned his back and waved his hands.

When he was about to walk out of the venue, he saw Soobin on a wheelchair. He got super thin, super pale.

Soobin smiled a bit. Yeonjun looked away.

He can't see him like that. He can't see him suffering.

He went to his car and went home.

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A/N.

AYEEEEE. OWYEA I REMEMBERED THE PASSWORD GSKSHDSK.
AND BH. WTH IS PRE SEQUEL SHAKDHKA

For BeomJun shippers out there, sorry for making it like this ehe. The plot is now working out. As this story goes on, expect more beomjun contents.

that's all~ love y'all~