#beomgyu my love

[tubasebongs]

TAKING CARE OF YOU

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Beomgyu

Warning: Fluff, curse words

Summary: Your best friend, Beomgyu was sick and you were given a task by yourself to take care of him, but little did you know a surprise was waiting for you.

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I was reading when suddenly, a familiar voice filled the room. "I'M BACK!!" Beomgyu said with a loud voice. As usual, Beomgyu appeared with a huge smile ready to annoy again. As I was reading, I was met with a warm breath going down my neck. I flinched seeing Beomgyu stare at me with a huge grin. "What do you want?" I said as a reply. "Nothing, I just wanna see what you're doing" I rolled my eyes. "You have quite of a attitude!" Beomgyu giggled.

But even tho he annoys me, At the end of the day, I always end up with Beomgyu beside me reading with me.

~~The next day~~

I was doing my usual routine. Reading and daydreaming. I felt a soft embrace suddenly going around my waist. "Beomgyu..?" He wasn't in his usual playful personality. He seemed.. tired..? "Hey? What's wrong?" I was met with no reply but a head fitting on the crook of my neck. I heard a mumble. "Huh? What are you saying?" I said. "I feel dizzy." Beomgyu replied. "Then why did you come to school? Aren't you supposed to rest?" I said as a reply. "I wanted to see you..." Was that butterflies I felt..? "W-what..?" I said stuttering. "You heard me... I want to see you.." a confused expression formed on my face as I slightly pushed him away. "What are you doing?" Beomgyu said. I looked up at him and saw a pouty face. Beomgyu tried to hug me again but he was met with me slightly avoiding him. Beomgyu was starting to get really sad. "Why are you avoiding me..? I just want some comfort.." he gave an extremely pouty face. Eventually, I gave in and I was sitting still trying not to wake him up as he slept peacefully on my shoulders the whole school day.

~~Time skip~~

I was getting ready for bed, as I got out of the bathroom I was bombarded with texts and missed calls from Beomgyu. I tried calling him back but I was met with a person sobbing next to the phone. "Hello? Beomgyu?!" I said to the phone, worried. "Y/N!! I've been calling you! Why weren't you answering!" Beomgyu was sobbing "Why are you crying!?" I asked "it's just that.. my head hurts so fucking bad.. can you come over..?" He replied "But it's already midnight.. and i already took a bath.." I said as an excuse "please..?" I sighed "fine."

~~At Beomgyu's house~~

I rang the doorbell at beomgyu's front door. "Hello?" The door peaked slightly open. I saw a Beomgyu with red eyes and messy hair from crying too much. "Y/N!" Beomgyu screamed with excitement. He suddenly gave an unexpected bear hug. "I missed you." He slowly let go and gestured me to come in. We sat down on his couch and he started speaking. "So I just found out.. I have a fever.." Beomgyu ended the sentence "What!?" I put the back of my palm on his forehead "you're really hot!" Beomgyu laughed "I know~" Beomgyu teased. I sighed at his teasing. "I'm gonna get some water" i stood up but wasn't able to move since I felt a hand grab me and pulled me back on the couch. I was on Beomgyu's lap. "Don't go.." Beomgyu's face was buried on the crook of my neck. "What are you doing..!" I said in a slightly loud voice, Beomgyu seemed frustrated. He started speaking. "Y/N, haven't I made it so obvious?" He said "huh?" I asked confused "I like you, Y/N." He stated. "Huh? Hahaha nice joke..." I said in denial. "Do I look like I'm joking?" I never saw him that serious. "Well I-" I wasn't able to finish my sentence when suddenly I felt a soft lip launched on mine. The kiss lasted for a few minutes and by the time he pulled back we were out of breath. I was red as a tomato by the sudden gesture. "Do you believe me now?" I was speechless "You look so cute when you can't speak~" Beomgyu giggled. "So do you accept me..?" He asked "huh..?" I was still speechless. "Well it's ok if you don't like me ba-" he was cut off. "I like you too!" A few seconds passed and beomgyu started smiling "heh, I knew you would like me back, it's me! I'm literally beomgyu!" He teased, and I started to look annoyed. He giggled and gave me a bear hug. "I'm glad you love me too.." we ended the night cuddling and hugging each other.

~~Time skip~~

We were walking together in school holding each other's hands. The feeling of his soft hand on mine was very unreal. We were finally happy.

[wonwonyoyo]

i’m so excited about txt’s new album. one it’s our i will never shut up about beomgyu

[berserklurk]

im so excited txt has a comeback this means I get to SEE BEOMGYU BE SILLY ON SHOWS AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!

[yeonjune]

(240712) "We'll Never Change" ending fairies ✙ Ongaku no Hi

[miyainthepark]

MBC240406 ✴︎ I'll See You There Tomorrow

[fleischvalbom]

[thekendallkathryn]

🎀 princess soobin 🎀

[b1mbodoll]

pairings: choi line x f! reader

warnings: double penetration + oral + creampies + anal + throat fucking + breath play

foursome with txt choi line 😵‍💫 beomgyu as the youngest gets to fuck your lil throat while yeonjun n soob get to fuck your cunt n ur tight ass <3 yeonjun gets ur pussy obviously bc he’s the oldest n soobin gets your ass.

you lose count of how many times you cream around yeonjun, mind hazy from how exhausted you were. soobin slips his cockhead right inside your cunt along with yeonjun’s and it makes you squeal, pussy stretched beyond it’s limits. he can’t help himself n thick ropes of his cum cover your pussy and yeonjun’s dick as his tip is forced from your tight hole.

beomgyu makes your vision go spotty so many times at one point you pass out, head limp as he batters your throat, cum spraying down your full throat that will later cause you to gag and choke when you wake up still impaled on his dick. he’s deranged and squeezes your nose shut time and time again, angling his hips upwards when he nears his release, obsessed with how cum dribbles out of your nose when your mouth gets too full.

[gardnhee]

‘just friends?’ - cbg

𐙚 ~ warning(s). suggestive, brief hair pulling, manhandling, fluff, lover boy gyu, intentional lowercase, some cursing, gyu n reader joke arnd a lot (way too much but i love it), pet names, not proofread - if i missed anything lmk !!

𐙚 ~ friends to loversss - college!bsf!bg x afab!reader

i. “what?“

ii. “what are you saying?”

iii. “we’re just ‘friends’?”

𐙚 ~ note. love their dynamic sm yall i was kicking my feet n shi while writing this (hope it does the same for you!)

𐙚 ~ wc. 1.8k

you fought against your drowsiness as the professor endlessly blabbers on and on about something you don’t care to understand. she occasionally switched between slides with no warning, inducing several groans from the students; little to no interest shown from her part.

you look around the full auditorium, dim with only a cream-ish light pointing straight at the professor as she glances upon the weary students seated before her.

with a low grunt you lean back in your chair, staring at the dark ceiling when you felt a faint tap on your shoulder, followed by a small “hey” in your ear. you flinched slightly as a scowl of disbelief made its way on your face.

“can’t believe you just got here…” you whisper, “so irresponsible, choi beomgyu.” he sat down, bowing and sheepishly smiling at the professor as she glared at him for his unpunctuality.

beomgyu’s eyes travel to you, “irresponsible? nah… i studied ahead of time.” he whispered as you scoffed, eyes fixed upfront.

after some time, another tap. you smile and rolled your eyes playfully, the brown haired boy smirked and flicked your arm.

you furrow your eyebrows and gawk at him, “what?” you mutter.

“let’s hangout today?”

“we hung out yesterday…and the day before…and the day before that.”

“so? we can still hangout again.”

“we have an exam tomorrow.”

“let’s study together then.” before you can respond, someone shushes you both harshly. sticking your tongue out at beomgyu, he does the same, scooting closer soon after.

“so?” he pokes your thigh, your sides, everywhere he has access to; anything to get an answer from you.

“yes, dumbass! now let me pay attention.” you smack his hands away, earning a glare.

“as if you were paying attention before.” beomgyu grumbled and crossed his arms with a pout.

୨୧

“you couldn’t shower in your own dorm?” beomgyu questions as he moves aside, letting you in. you knew he was trying to annoy you. typical.

brushing him off has become your forte for the past 2 years and a half. with a friend like beomgyu, however, that is a curse, because he won’t stop until you can’t ignore him anymore, something he’s unfortunately good that.

“bringing your sweaty ass in here like it’s nothin’” he makes his way to the living room, where you were now standing. you turn to him, placing your hands on your hips as you counter, “well then i guess i’ll shower so you won’t have to study with my ‘sweaty ass.’” beomgyu giggles, putting his hands together as he mouths a ‘please’ and nods frantically.

“you’re so stupid!”

“what?! you walked right into that one!”

you try to slap his arm, but he dodges and circles around, laughing behind you.

“gimme your backpack.” beomgyu offers after the laughter died down, grabbing it from your shoulder and swinging it over his, then walking off to his room.

୨୧

“that’s wrong, yn…” he murmurs beside you, making you look at him as he doesn’t move his eyes from the paper, narrowed in concentration.

“look…” beomgyu continues, but you weren’t listening. you were staring - no, admiring - him. you don’t know what it is. perhaps it’s the fact that you’ve liked this man since you first laid eyes on him? maybe he just looks absolutely and utterly delectable?? you blink, why are you now realizing that he’s wearing a loose black shirt? so loose it exposes his collarbones whenever he leans forward to explain something to you?

“yn? hello?” gyu waves his hand in front of your face, a frown on his as he stares in concern.

“sorry i…” you clear your throat awkwardly, trying to ignore how beautiful he looks sitting there and how much it’s affecting you…everywhere.

“what’s going on in that head of yours? hm?” beomgyu wiggles his eyebrows as he leans in, “hmmmmm?” he prods, smiling.

you tsk, hugging your knees to your chest.

“nothin…” you reply under your breath.

“you sure? your face is red…” he reaches out, cupping your cheeks, “and hot…” beomgyu studies your features with intent, eyes widening as he gasps, kneeling closer, “do you have a fever?!” he exclaims.

you sharply inhale, letting go of your knees to hold onto his wrists, losing your way in a pretty pair of eyes that hold a thousand galaxies in them.

you sit there in silence, so silent you could practically hear your heart hammering against your chest.

beomgyu’s now hovering over you, face leaning so close you can just…kiss-

“i…im okay.” you gently take his hands off your face, he blinks and nods, sitting back slowly.

“i’m sorry i worried-“

your phone rang.

you pick it up from the table and stare at it, a big “mom” displayed on the screen. you cleared your throat again, answering.

“hi mom! how are you?”

“that’s great! me? oh yeah im good, currently studying.”

“no im not alone, im with beomgyu.”

you put her on speaker, “say hi” beomgyu smiles, an enthusiastic ‘hi’ erupting from his throat.

before you could take her off speaker, your mom asks, “is that the little boyfriend you always talk to me about?” your eyes widen as you stare at beomgyu’s amused expression, scrambling to put the phone to your ear again.

“mom, we’re only friends.” you retort matter-of -factly

you awkwardly smile at gyu who’s eyes were shifting between you and the phone.

“yes, yes…well, mom i have to go. talk to you later, bye.” you quickly hang up, sighing in relief as you set your phone back down on the table.

“what?” gyu questions, your ears perk up as you swallow hard, waiting for what’s inevitably coming your way.

“what are you saying?” he leans in, observing how your face heats up again.

“i…”

“we’re just ‘friends?’ i don’t think you want that, do you?”

“well, no, but…” you slapped a hand over your mouth, amazed that you let that slip.

“see?”

you choke on your spit, standing up. “i think i’ll just…” you grab your phone, making your way to your backpack.

you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, “don’t avoid me.” there was something in his voice, something you couldn’t quite pin point.

gyu brings you to his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist, caging you in. “i’m not avoiding im just…” “scared i’ll push you away?” his tone was serious, yet it dripped honey; you were melting into his arms.

you nod, “mortified almost.” resting your forehead against his toned chest, beomgyu grabs your hand, placing your palm flat beside your head. his heartbeat…you felt his heartbeat. intense; making a statement.

“do you still think that?”

“wha…?” your voice trails off, staring at him with eyes so wide it felt as if they’d pop out your sockets.

“c’mere.” beomgyu leads you to his bed.

“how long?”

you look at him in a quizzical manner, “what do you mean?” he licks his lips as you sit, “how long have you…liked me?” gazes at you expectantly, small smile tugging at his lips.

“since we first met 2 years ago.” it sounded cliché to say out loud, but it’s simply the truth.

his eyebrows raised, so you opted to giving an explanation. “at first, it was an incredibly small crush…” you paused, eyes traveling to the ceiling.

“i saw you as more of a friend than a potential partner,” he slowly nodded, letting you know he’s listening. “but when we started becoming closer, i realized it wasn’t just a trivial crush anymore. i saw - and see- a future with you.” you avoided his eyes, “i can’t believe im opening up like this…” you both chuckle, you finally turn to him. “i’m…assuming you feel the same way? i mean…” your voice fizzles away as you touch his chest again, heart still pounding.

“i do, more than you think.” beomgyu spoke with a sort of calmness, like the faint sound of waves crashing into the shore, a tremendous contrast to his usual mannerisms.

you basked in said calmness, it brings you peace, contentment, reassurance.

he holds your hand, caressing it with his thumb. your eyes meet, smiling, indulging in the tranquil silence that sets in between.

“can i kiss you?” and just like that, the silence was soothingly blown away. you nod, heart racing as beomgyu edges closer, placing a soft hand on your thigh.

“may i…sit on your lap?” gyu smirks at your request, “of course, princess.” his plush lips meet yours, smiling against them when he heard you gasp. hands coming down to your waist, maneuvering you sit where you wanted.

you whine into his mouth as he grabs your ass, firmly grinding your hips against his. “fuck.” beomgyu’s words are muffled, almost incoherent.

you caress his nape with one hand, the other tracing his stomach over his shirt all the while he drew on your back softly under yours, sending shivers down your spine.

the kiss was more demanding, a messy tangling of tongues, a dialogue of whines and breathy moans that only you two can understand; it was a pleasant high that you don’t want to fall from, an euphoric feeling that travels from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. you loved it.

“beomgyu…?” you breath, breaking away from his delicious lips, ones you’d like to devour entirely.

“yes?”

“i love you.” you smile, gazing down at him with those eyes that he loves so fucking much.

beomgyu’s breath hitched, adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows, mouth opening and eyes blinking.

before you could react, he had you flat against the mattress, peering at you with lustful eyes.

“i love you more, yn.” his lips find purchase in your exposed collarbones, sucking gently as you twitch, fingers pulling his brown strands as a broken moan escapes from his godly mouth.

“will you give me the pleasure of calling you my girlfriend?” his voice was laced with mischief, you crack into a fit of giggles, brushing through his thick locs.

“nothing’s funny!” gyu pouts, “i know, you’re just so cute.” you run your finger down the bridge of his nose, booping the end.

“yes dummy, i’ll gladly be your girlfriend.” an ear to ear grin made its way onto his face, replacing the pout from earlier. beomgyu lays his head on your chest, hugging you as he childishly kicks his feet against the bed from excitement.

“now,” you start again, hooking your legs around his waist in order to straddle him again.

he falls on the mattress with a small huff, hair beautifully splayed across the surface as he looks up at you with wide eyes.

“i’m not done with you, choi beomgyu.”

he chuckled sheepishly, tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“do as you please, beautiful.”

© GARDNHEE 2024, do not copy, modify, or upload on other platforms

𐙚 ~ idk how to feel ab this BUT please like, comment, and reblog. it would be highly appreciated 🤍.

[fairyofshampgyu]

OH MY GOD HE LOOKS SO CUTEE 😭😭😭😭😭😭☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️😭😭😭😭

[hyewka]

who else wanna kiss up his baby belly

[choiyeonjuns]

HAPPY 4TH BIRTHDAY MOA! 🎂

[miupow]

why is it such a trend to make beomgyu a nasty cheating backhanded little dweeb justice for my boy

[alukaforyou]

sometimes i think about this txt cover of invitation and... that long haired guy is just choso with his hair down TO ME

[niningtori]

see me | chapter two: closer

pairing: choi beomgyu x you

summary: after another failed relationship, you're ready to accept your fate as hopeless. choi beomgyu has other plans, though. or, beomgyu's your best friend's little brother and he's tired of you treating him like a kid.

genre: romance, angst, angst with a happy ending, best friend's brother au

word count: 2-3k-ish

notes: as promised, here is chapter two :) i realize most people are actually waiting for chapter three of to know him is to love him, but somebody wanted to read this and i already had it written!! it also made me so happy that someone was interested in the first fic i posted on here 😭 i'm still working on chapter 3 of tkhitlm, but i will be bouncing back and forth between that and see me (which is how i like to write, don't worry). also, feedback is appreciated :,)

after an intervention with jia, you decide you're not going to forgive donghyun for his infidelity. it's tempting to just listen to him and move forward with your relationship, but you decide to put your dignity first and break up with him once and for all. for that, beomgyu is more grateful than you'll ever know.

jia suggests going on a trip with her and her boyfriend, yijun. you decisively reject her under the claim that you're unwilling to be the third wheel, but jia, ever the mastermind, placates you by inviting beomgyu. you're immediately a lot more willing than before. sure, you'd still be an extra wheel, but you could do so with company. you and beomgyu are friends — almost like family. the idea of going on a trip with them is exponentially more appealing when you know he'll be there with you. he could, in theory, bring one of the many girls who are always hanging off of him, but he's been more lowkey lately for reasons unknown to you.

the trip in question is to the closest beach. yijun has a beach house (you often joke about how she hit the jackpot with him) and you're finally ready to unwind and forget about your shitty reality. beomgyu is uncharacteristically quiet for the entire drive there, but you don't push because you assume he's not in the mood for you to. you plan on asking him about it when you get a moment alone, though.

the house has three bedrooms and you're beyond thankful. you'd feel awful if you had to share a room with jia just so you wouldn't have to room with beomgyu. you begin to imagine what would have happened if donghyun had come instead, but you shake off the thought as fast as you possibly can, though it lingers in the back of your mind.

jia and yijun are on the first level while you and beomgyu are on the second. you stare up the long staircase and sigh at the thought of having to heave your suitcase up there after such a tiring drive. then, as if reading your mind, beomgyu grabs your suitcase along with his and lugs them up the stairs without saying a word. you grin and comment on his chivalry and strength. the tips of his ears turn pink, but they are (thankfully) hidden under his long hair.

jia and yijun invite you to the beach, but you decide you're too tired and would rather stay in for the time being. you decide to take a quick nap, or at least you try to, but end up waking up so disoriented you briefly can't recall where you are and why. when you regain your senses and check your phone, you realize you've been out for at least 4 hours and the sky is already darkening. so much for an eventful first day.

with a grimace, you make your way down the stairs and to the living room, half expecting jia to make fun of you, but the only person you see is beomgyu. he's sitting there, posture relaxed while he fiddles with his phone. when you call out to him, he immediately drops it onto the floor.

"shit!" he exclaims.

"sorry, i didn't know i'd freak you out this bad," you remark sheepishly.

"it's okay," he says clearing his throat awkwardly. "how are you? did you sleep okay?"

"i woke up literally not knowing who i was. that's how good i slept." you both laugh at this and he shakes his head.

"hey, where are jia and yijun?" you ask.

"they're at the beach."

"still?"

"still."

"why didn't you go with them?" you question lightly with a tilt of your head.

"i dunno, just didn't feel like it," he lies with a cough. he just really didn't wanna leave you here alone, and if he could spend some one-on-one time with you, all the better.

"well, i'm hungry. do you want to get dinner together?" you assumed jia and yijun were probably out to eat on their own.

"do you mean going out?"

you steal a glance at the mirror hanging above the couch and catch a glimpse of your drool encrusted mouth and bedhead. going out? no fucking way.

"i was thinking of just ordering chinese food?"

"sounds good to me."

when the food arrives, you make beomgyu go out to get it, arguing that you look like shit. he says you look fine and you roll your eyes at this. you took a four hour nap and you'll be damned if it doesn't show. if it was anyone else, you may have been embarrassed about your appearance, but it's just beomgyu. he certainly doesn't care about what you look like.

in between bites of your noodles, you laugh at beomgyu's storytelling. he's not being as quiet as before and he's talking about an unspecified friend's antics with two new situationships, only to find out he's been fucking two so-called best friends simultaneously. you groan at the revelation and cover your face in secondhand embarrassment. he doesn't spare any of the finer details and you're kicking your feet at the awkwardness.

he's acting normal more or less, but you can't help but notice how hesitant he seems at certain points. you're still set on asking him what's wrong, so after you're done laughing and reacting to his enthralling story, you find a quiet moment.

"beomie?"

"what is it?" he asks, smile still present from your infectious laughter.

"are you alright?" immediately, his smile drops and is replaced by a light frown.

"yeah... why wouldn't i be?"

"it just feels like you're not 100% here, is everything okay?" leave it to you to notice the almost imperceptible changes within him. even his own sister doesn't seem to notice how off he's felt lately, but his heart soars at how much you've been evidently paying attention.

"actually, i—" the front door swings open and jia comes in with yijun in tow.

"jesus, did you just wake up?" she asks, unimpressed with your current appearance.

"more or less," you grin. beomgyu can't help but grin too, but his smile falters when he realizes the conversation you two were having was cut short and he's unsure of when you two will be alone again.

"we brought you guys some food, but i guess we didn't need to," she says, eyeing the chinese food messily sitting on the coffee table.

"really? you're the best," you answer.

beomgyu thinks he gives his thanks too, but he honestly can't tell if he said it aloud or not. he's so disappointed because he felt like you two were finally getting somewhere, but he supposes he'll have time to talk to you again during the trip. he just hopes jia and yijun take a hint and fuck off for awhile sometime soon.

they don't. actually, it feels like jia is more glued to you than usual, which could be due in part to the heartbreak you've just borne, but he still can't help but feel indignant. he wants to tell her to kick rocks, but he can't — that would raise too much suspicion. so he sits patiently, like he always has, and waits.

in the meantime, the rest of his crew is blowing up his phone — coaching him on how to make subtle moves on you. sometimes, he stands behind you and grabs things you can't reach on your own, which seems innocuous enough, but he feels so close you can feel his breath on your neck and it takes everything in you not to shiver. other times, he gently touches your shoulder or knee when redirecting your attention. these harmless gestures are meaningless to you, but you have no idea how much courage it takes him to make these moves. you and beomgyu have touched each other before, so it's not like you question a single thing he does. in fact, you've hugged him, even, but that was only ever once and never again. you don't like to relive that memory for reasons unrelated to him, but he remembers everything.

-

being with doyoon was everything you ever hoped love could be. it was patient, it was kind, and it was unbreakable, at least to you. you didn't want to be naive, but after a few months, you already knew you wanted to marry him.

you always felt a little lost. the reason why you even went to college in the first place was mostly because you didn't want to be home anymore, not because of some grand plan for yourself and for your life. doyoon was the exact opposite. he knew exactly what he wanted and how to get it, but you loved him for that. he seemed so determined and sure of himself, everything you weren't. being with him made you want to be better. actually, being with him made you better. sure, you still weren't 100% sure what you were doing, but you knew you wanted more. whatever happened, you knew he'd be there to help you figure it out. or that's what you used to think, at least.

for three years, you tried to measure up to him. you wanted to become someone worthy of him to the point where you abandoned a lot of who you used to be. good riddance to bad rubbish, you thought. no need for tears spilled over the loss of someone you didn't even like. jia would worry, though. she said you weren't acting like yourself because you were wound so tight you were no longer the easygoing person you always had been. you were hard on yourself to the point of tears at times, wanting so desperately to be someone doyoon could be proud of, but you fell short every time.

when you didn't get promotions and the internship you wanted, doyoon would always comfort you, but you knew he was disappointed. not with the fact that you failed, but just in you. he said you needed to apply yourself more, so you did. he said you had more potential than you even knew and he didn't want you to settle for anything less, but one day you couldn't help but ask "what if this is all i can do?!"

he was silent for a moment, seriously contemplating your question. you felt an unparalleled sense of dread while you waited for him to answer. why didn't he know his answer? why wasn't it "then i'll love you anyway"? why, why, why? eventually, he replied, and your dread was met with despair.

"then i can't be with you."

he said more after that. something about wanting different things, something about needing to find someone more compatible, something about needing to grow with someone instead of watching them wither. the last one in particular hurt the most. you had tried so, so hard to be someone you wanted to be around, but it was never enough. you felt like everything you did had been pointless and the person you had become was a façade. a really strong person wouldn't crumble the way you did. a really strong person wouldn't cling to his shirt and beg him to see the good in you, and you knew that, but you did it anyway.

when he inevitably left you as you sobbed alone, you wanted to see jia immediately, but she was home for the holidays. you tried calling on your drive over, but it went straight to voicemail. do not disturb, a nasty little feature. she must have been asleep. still, you drove over like a madman and paused several times when you couldn't see through your tears.

when you arrived at the choi's house, you knocked rapidly on the door — basically pounding on it. you sighed in relief when the door opened and you expected to see her face on the other side. what you didn't foresee was her little brother answering instead.

"what's wrong?!" he shouted in concern, taking in your pitiful frame. to this day you don't know why, but you took the 19-year-old beomgyu in your arms and released your sobs onto his chest. maybe you just needed somebody, anybody, to hold onto. and he let you. he pulled you in even closer and shut the door behind you. he shushed you as he gently rubbed circles into your shaking back and let you cry.

when you finally calmed down enough to talk, your voice was still choked and heavy with emotion.

"it's doyoon, h-he doesn't want me anymore. he said he can't be with me because i'm not — because i can't be good enough for him. he said we want different things, but we don't. i'm trying! can't he see that i'm trying?! can you see that i'm trying?!" you asked, not even really making sense, but beomgyu seemed to understand perfectly.

he knew jia had expressed concern for you and your relationship. she said you weren't acting like yourself anymore. she didn't mention that you would have meltdowns over not achieving what you felt you were supposed to achieve, but beomgyu overheard her consoling you more than once. he wanted to grab the phone from her and talk to you himself, but what could he say? that he saw you, the real you? that he could understand how you felt? that he always understood how you felt?

he couldn't before, but there you were, asking him the questions he always wanted you to ask. he wouldn't miss that chance.

"of course i can," he said softly. "of course i can. anyone can see it, and if they can't, they just don't know you." not like i know you.

"then — then why? why can't he understand me?" you seemed so lost he wished he could find the right words to soothe you. it felt like if he just said the right thing, maybe it would click for you that you just had the wrong person. maybe it would click for you that he could be the right person.

"because he's not the right person for you. the right person would never make you doubt yourself. the right person should make you want to be better on your own terms, not theirs. the right person would accept you just as you are even when you want to be something more."

you couldn't help but scoff at this.

"and who is the right person for me? who would want me the way i am right now?" you didn't mean to sound frustrated, but you were racking your brain trying to figure this shit out yourself too.

"i... i don't know." coward, he thought. "but i know he's out there. there's someone out there who really wants the best for you, but will never make you feel small while you're still trying to figure out what that looks like."

"i just want to know when that will be," you cried, fresh tears streaming down your cheeks. he almost took a chance to wipe your tears, but he opted to push your hair back behind your ears instead.

"it will be soon, just wait. don't cry. it's okay, don't cry."

you can't recall how long you cried after that, in spite of beomgyu's sincere pleas. after you were all cried out, you put your head on his shoulder and he tried not to visibly stiffen.

"thank you. you know, beomie, this might be weird to say, but i've always felt that you're like..." he gulped and hoped to god you didn't hear it. was this it?

"that you're like a little brother to me, honestly." he felt like he had been punched in the stomach. "i really hope that's not weird, but i really do love you. you're such a good friend to me." he felt like he had been kicked in the stomach, actually.

"any time. i mean it. i love you, too." the sentiment was a little different, but he was still glad to say it.

[beomgyus]

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