Lemon Boii // yeongyu

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excuse typos, uwu.

"Yeah, also, I don't know if its gonna work." Jeongin mutters and started pressing numbers or so called codes for a game that Hyunjin went to ask for help, the two boys are in an empty alleyway beside the convenience store under the dark by starry night. "Are you sure?"

"I said I don't know!" Jeongin laughs off making the other chuckle and nod, watching on his friend's phone, "Ugh, I'll go ask Haechan about this maybe he knows. I better go now, I have something else to do, I'll text the codes later." Jeongin said with a pout as he sigh, closing his phone and running off while waving at the taller male.

Hyunjin waved back and watch him dissapear out of sight, he ruffled his long blonde hair and tied it up into a ponytail. While doing so, he began to walk out of the alleyway and happened to hear someone conversing infront of the store. He glanced at first but when he noticed it was someone he knows, he stopped and looked at them. "Beomgyu with Yoshi? They're this close now?" He asks himself.

"Then can you give me a Japanese sentence or phrase?" Beomgyu spoke up and that made Hyunjin want to eavesdrop on their conversation, not being far from them but he leaned against the wall not wanting to get caught, he was very cautious and all ears out. 'Ever since he started talking to Beomgyu, I feel like there's something off. And the fact that he's related to Yeonjun, it just doesn't feel right at all.'

"Oh then.." He heard Yoshinori speaks, he gulps and listened not knowing why in the first place, "watashi wa anata o nusumu tsumori desu." Hyunjin's eyes widened as he lets out a small and quiet gasp, eyes widening in shock. For a brief moment, he stood there staring at the cold concrete ground like he's traumatised, 'W-What...what does he mean by that?'

He then heard them bid goodbye to each other, his eyes shot directly at Yoshinori who passed by although it seems like the junior did not notice at all. Hyunjin watched him go, cold and glaring eyes poring on his back. And when he's finally out of sight, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number, a few beeps later the person answered.

"Hey..? What's up?"

"Hey, Yeonjun."

🏐

Yeonjun yawns and stretched his arms up, they find finsihed off their project and his class is finally over. It felr like forever, sitting there while listening, his brain is tired. "Oh, fuck off! I did good with the coloring! How come-"

"Y-Yeji, calm down!" Seongwoo sais trying to calm her down, "No, sunbae! It isn't fair." She growls, now glaring at her classmates whom are peacefully exiting the classroom. Yeonjun chuckles and stood up as he grab his bag, slinging it over his shoulder as he recieved a message, he smiles.

Loudspeaker idk he cute:
Hey fries head! Are your classes over? If sooo then take a rest, okay?? I can't call right now fuck this wiffiiiii!!

Also, don't forget to eat your dinnerrr me and gab love youuu so muchhh~ ❤

Salty duck but also lemon boi:
Alright, princess, same goes for the both of you. I love you too~

He smiles to himself like an idiot ignoring his two friends who keeps on arguing from behind, he shove his phone inside his pockets. "I'll get going first!" He said and quickly run back in the dorms, when he arrived, no one was there since his roommate seemed to be on an occasion tonight.

He heaves out a long and deep sigh, throwing his bag on the floor as he jump on his bed, closing his eyes for a few seconds. 'I miss you Beom, I miss you too Gab.' He thought, a glint of sadness was printed in his eyes once he opened it, without the two just feels so empty inside. He badly wants to meet them again, hug them very tight and spoil them with kisses.

Yeonjun then smiled at the thought, 'I'll be there soon.' Chuckling, he heard his phone suddenly ring and him being lazy took a lot of time before he could even reach his phone. He rubbed his eyes and saw the contact name, he thought it was Jimin or someone he's close with but, turns out it was...

"Hey...? What's up?" He sat up, not knowing why Hyunjin suddenly called.

"Hey, Yeonjun. Have Beomgyu ever said something to you?" He asks, Yeonjun cocked an eyebrow and tapped his index finger on his knee, "No, why? Did something happened?"

"Not really but, I don't know if I have the rights to tell you this. Whatever, I think its urgent, where are your relatives?"

The question only made Yeonjun furrow his eyebrows, unable to answer since of all questions to ask, it was that that he has no idea of. "I have- I don't know, why are you asking me this?"

"Please be honest so I can clarify things, ask a question after you answer mine." Hyunjin said, his voice seemed to be pleading desperately which made Yeonjun hesitate.

"Uh, my mom is at Japan, she left me when I was young after my dad left us behind. I was raised by my auntie and cousin at Busan, I know nothing anymore. But, what I know is that she had a son." Yeonjun said, now biting his nails. Slowly, the puzzles are now rearranging making me finally to notice it.

'Wait, don't tell me...that...' he thought, getting a little furious as his heart rate races.

"Yeonjun, your stepbrother transferred in Kamagwinae."

Soft piano music was playing on the background while a lady in red suit sat on her very comfy chair, red lipstick made contact with a wine glass, jewelries attached on her glistened under the light of the chandelier. Papers on her desk but she chose to listen to the pianist's play who is on the corner infront of a piano.

A knock on the door then was heard before it was opened by one of the workers in the building, "Ms. Ylenna, there's a call for you." She said and gave her the telephone, giving her a bow before exiting the office. Ylenna, the CEO of the company, raised her hand halfway with a smile, the pianist nodded and stopped playing, standing up as he exited the room as well.

She then put the telephone near her ear, "Kumobotsu Studios, This is Ylenna Choi speaking, may I know who is calling?"

"Don't fuck with me." The tone of the person sounded aggressive and mad.

Ylenna sighs, a bit surpised, "Pardon?"

"Its me, Yeonjun."

The woman froze for a second but then a smirk curved up to her lips, leaning back against her chair as she chuckled in a friendly way, "Yeonjun, my son, what made you call? Have you miss me?"

"Don't call me that, and stop speaking nonsense."

"Hmm, well if that's the case then have you finally decided your decision on joining the company?" She asks, lighting up her cigarette as she place it around her lips, puffing out a smoke after.

"I'm never going to join that crap, I called for one fucking reason. Bullshit! Can't you take care of your son?" He practically scowled through the phone call.

"Son? Hmm, oh, Yoshinori?" She said and blew out clouds of smoke, grinning softly, "What about him?"

"Stop acting like you know nothing! He came here in Korea and I know he has some shitty plan. Did you tell this to him? Started ordering him? Huh?"

"I'm afraid I know nothing at all! I let him be, Yeonjun-ah. He's just doing what he wants."

"I hate you so much."

"Why is that? I'm doing this for your own good, I don't want to leave you behind as a lowborn."

"Then why did you left me in the first place?"

Ylenna sighs, unable to argue with that anymore. She clicked her tongue and ended the call finding it very useless, well, she'll find the best timing to talk him over that. Scrolling down her Instagram, she clicked on Yeonjun's account and stalked all of his posts. Most of them were a brunnet boy and a young kid.

She smiles, "Now this is getting interesting."