PRETTY, PRETTY☀️ YB✔

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DO YOU LIKE ME

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Beomgyu- first perspective:

I didn't like my home.
My parents weren't poor. Actually, they weren't even my parents.
They may have adopted me but it was all to make me a slave of their drug delivering business.
I had dyslexia and my 'parents' used that excuse for never sending me to school. So I don't know how to read or write.
I can only speak my mother language but I stutter a lot... unless I'm with Yeonjun-hyung.
That neon-haired, desperate for money, asshole was the only person I had.
I wanted to be closer than just colleagues who deliver drugs together, I wanted us to be closer that friends who hang out atop abandoned trains.
But then, the hard-faced, all-black ensemble, sarcastic Yeonjun I knew and liked was different.
He wore a sailor outfit, smiled with his pouty red lips which used to always be chapped, his eyes had a light I never noticed before, and his hair looked and felt softer just like him.
What happened?
What did I miss?
Was it possible that Yeonjun met someone?
No... That wasn't possible-
It was.
Who was that guy standing next to Yeonjun?
Why are they so close?
Why is Yeonjun blushing?
And more importantly... why is Yeonjun wearing what he was wearing?
A white beret, silk shirt with lace, white ankle trousers and jewellery.
I felt angry.
I felt jealous.
"Yeonjun-hyung!" I yelled across the street and he looks at me.
The blush doesn't disappear and that's when I realize its make-up.
I approach him and notice how the black-haired guy glares at me.
Back off to be ex-boyfriend.
I grab Yeonjun's arm and drag him away.
"B-Beomgyu! Wait!"
I ignored his never-ending protests until we reached THE SPOT.
"Beomgyu..."
He sounded so small and soft... he's not the Yeonjun I know...
I turn to face him.
"What the fuck is all this!?"
He flinches.
He flinched.
"I'm queer, Beomgyu... that's what this is" he says and a long silence engulfed us.
"I like to dress like this and wear make-up... I also like guys by the way" he eventually says.
I was too shocked to say anything.
"I also wanted to tell you that I can't do the job anymore... that's all"
What's going on?
"NO"
"Huh?"
"That can't be it, Yeonjun-hyung... are you playing me? You're joking right? It's not funny... the Yeonjun I know likes to wear leather, doesn't tame his wild hair or even sound so fucking soft" I say and the look in his eyes said it all.
He was hurt.
I hurt him.
The only highlight of my life was running away.
"YEONJUN-HYUNG!" but it was too late... he was gone.

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Soobin- first perspective:

'You look really cute'
Worst pick-up line ever!
When did I get so impulsive? I can't believe I said that to 'neon'. Maybe a simple hello would've been better than outright flirting.
You're standing casually outside a store and then a creepy tall guy calls you cute and creepier still is that dude waits for you to come back.
I could tell 'neon' was surprised to see me again.
I was even more surprised to see him crying.
He ignored me but I quickly spoke.
"Hey, what's wrong!?"
He looked exasperated and gave me a look.
"Why should I tell you, creep?"
That hurt.
"Ok, don't tell me but if you want I can help you feel better"
Why did that sound so PERVERTED!?
'Neon' gives me a look and I hurriedly add,
"L-like, I could take you somewhere to eat or something"
He wiped his eyes carefully, making sure he didn't smudge his makeup.
"And why would you do that?"
'Cause I like you and wanna get close to you...
"Uh, because my conscience told me too"
If I could, I would beat myself up...
He gives me another look.
"I would never say no to free food"

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Was this a date?
I guess it is if I'm taking him to 'Magical' and paying for his order.
As he eats his pasta with a forlorn expression, I ask for his name.
"Yeonjun"
Ah, such a suiting name-
"What's yours?"
"Soobin"
After we finish the meal, Yeonjun looks into my eyes and says,
"Ok, what do you want? I doubt you're taking me to a nice restaurant only because of your 'conscience'"
I laugh awkwardly.
"Uh, can I get your number?"

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"I did it" I say and my cousin looks at me weirdly.
"Huh?"
"I got his number! And his name is Yeonjun!" I say excitedly.
Hansoo blinks and then smiles widely.
"Did you? OMG how did your awkward ass do it?"
I tell him everything.
"Dang, so he was crying huh"
I couldn't help but recall the guy with glasses who had dragged Yeonjun away.
Were they together or something? If Yeonjun was crying maybe they broke up?
My heart did a flip.
Ah, I'm getting happy about someone's misfortune... I'm such a sadist.
That night, I texted Yeonjun and got his reply soon.

Me:
Hey
Yeonjun:
Hai
Me:
So did u get home safe?
Yeonjun:
Shouldn't you know stalker?
Me:
I'm not a stalker!
Yeonjun:
Sure
Me:
Alright then... tell me about urself!
Yeonjun:
Why do u like me or something???
Me:
I do|
Me:
I d|
Me:
I|
Me:
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Me:
I'm just curious!

That was close.
We exchanged more texts and Yeonjun was just so... adorable.
It turns out he's older than me but I ain't calling him 'hyung' not when he acts so adorable behind the screen.
I was right about him going to the government college near my house.
Though he was acting all sceptical about me in the beginning he warmed up to me easily which is good and bad (I'm a stranger and he's telling me everything about himself, that isn't safe, right?).
Eventually we stop and I had a really sappy expression on my face.
I've never fallen for a stranger... how will this play out? I want to get closer... should I call him over or something?
That sounded like a plan, so when I meet him tomorrow, I'll call him over.
Yes, Soobin! Fighting!

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