Drama | Yeonbin ✔️

23 | A Rainy Shoot

A loud rumble broke across the sky as it started pouring heavily. Causing an outbreak of screams and worry amongst the crew as they run while carrying their cameras, some even with their microphones, to seek shelter indoors.

Soobin, too, ran towards the building. He turned around to see Yeonjun, frozen in his spot as his shirt began to soak the rainwater.

"YA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Soobin yelled, rain pouring down his face.

No response. Yeonjun didn't reply. Instead, he stood there, as still as a statue.

Everyone was too busy trying to stop the filming to even notice him standing there helplessly as he got drenched in the rain.

Soobin let out a groan and ran towards Yeonjun, grabbing him by the arm as he ran towards the building for shelter from the pouring rain.

"Where is she?" Yeonjun asked under his breath, coming to a stop.

"Huh? Who's 'she'?" Soobin asked, turning around.

"WHERE IS SHE?" Yeonjun shouted once more, now breaking down into tears.

"Don't be silly. Now, if we don't get under a sheltered area soon you might catch a cold," Soobin reasoned, now pulling Yeonjun's arm tighter. Yeonjun used his other arm to cover his eyes, his cries audible even through the sound of the pounding rain and rumbling thunder.

☆。*。☆。

They ran inside the building, where everyone else was waiting.

" I don't think we're going to be able to continue filming under this weather," A crew member said, looking up to the clouded sky. It was still pouring and thundering outside.

"Agreed, we might want to postpone the shoot to another day," A cameraman uttered.

Yeonjun stood at the back of the crowd, the nervous expression on his face not changing. He stared into the distance with a lifeless sheen in his eyes.

"Yeonjun," Secretary Kim spoke.

He didn't reply.

"Yeonjun," She said once more.

He didn't move, neither did he bother to look up.

Secretary Kim let out an exhausted sigh and turned to Soobin.

"Soobin, I have some matters to take care of here, please take MR Choi home now. Mr Jang should be waiting for the both of you outside right now. The moment you get back home, give Mr Choi some time to himself," She explained calmly, careful not to frighten the latter.

"Got it," Soobin noted, taking the umbrella from her.

"Please, look after Mr Choi," She pleaded.

He studied her facial expression- his astraphobia isn't something to brush off easily, from what he could tell by the tone of her voice. Soobin gave her a reassuring look and quickly brought Mr Choi into the van.

☆。*。☆。

Soobin is worried now. Since the moment they've got into the van, Yeonjun hasn't spoken a word. His face still wearing a scared look. Yeonjun's hands were trembling in fear, but Soobin didn't dare to hold them afraid that it might startle the male.

"Mr Jang, please hurry," Soobin said, looking over. His lips were quivering now. Just a little longer, Mr Choi, he begged, everything will be okay.

☆。*。☆。

As soon as the van reached the gates, Yeonjun immediately got off, rushing inside. It was still pouring and the thunder rumbling louder than ever. Almost as if the storm wasn't about to stop anytime soon.

Yeonjun ran upstairs and locked himself in his room. Soobin tailed after him, feeling even more anxious than ever.

No, give him some space. Soobin reasoned, stopping himself from turning the doorknob. He'll come out when he wants to. He's an adult, he'll come out sooner or later.

But as the hours passed, Soobin's worry for the latter amplified. He hasn't even stepped out of the room. The storm has stopped for some time now - an hour ago to be exact - so why doesn't he want to come out?

Soobin checked the clock in his room.

6:07 pm, he has locked himself in there for 4 hours.

He placed his ear against the door, all he heard was silence. Soobin grew even more uneasy. He turned the doorknob.

It was locked.

Of course. Soobin thought to himself. Unwilling to give up, he searched his room for something that could pick the lock. Soobin took the paperclip which held his script together and started to uncoil it, fidgeting it until it matched the lock on Yeonjun's door.

With a soft click, Soobin slowly opened the door.

Yeonjun sat on the floor, his back against the wall and his face buried in his knees. Wearing the same clothes which were damp from the rain. He looked up, startled by the sudden intrusion.

"Get out," Yeonjun said softly.

"Are you okay-"

"I SAID GET OUT," Yeonjun screamed, tears streaming down his wet cheeks.

The sudden shout in his tone scared the latter a little as he contemplated whether or not to leave. But he couldn't. Not when Mr Choi was in this state. Soobin walked closer until he was no more than a foot away from him. He sat down next to him, placing his arm around Yeonjun. Soobin felt the cold, damp cloth against his arm, he immediately got up searching for a blanket. He grabbed one off Yeonjun's bed and wrapped it around him.

Soobin patted Yeonjun's back, his soft whimpers clearly audible.

Yeonjun wanted to get up and run away, he wasn't used to someone seeing him in his broken state. His mind urged him to stand up, but his body didn't move. Every muscle in his body tried to resist Soobin's embrace, but he couldn't. At last, Yeonjun surrendered into Soobin's arms, allowing himself to cry.

[ A/N: welp I hope this didn't disappoint y'all ASJDKAJKSH SORRY BUT I WASNT GOING WRITE ABOUT SOME DEMON BEING SUMMONED JUST BY THE SOUND OF THUNDER SO UHHHH

Don't worry, this is just the beginning of what's in store :)