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KISS, DON’T TELL — 24: for the show

synopsis: popular and menacingly wicked choi beomgyu has the entire senior class wrapped around his finger. the high school drama club has cherished y/n as their veteran for four years. to fulfill beomgyu’s graduation requirements, he must join y/n’s drama club despite his grudges. unbeknownst to everyone else, y/n and beomgyu have their history. they’ve kissed before (or more like y/n has bitten his lip to bleed) and beomgyu hasn’t lived it down ever since. y/n cannot stand this guy. they can make it through the entire year as the leads in their play, right?

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a/n: written (6.2k). light profanity, mentions of death, mentions of alcohol, suggestive at some parts, kissing. so sorry for the wait y’all but kdt is back on track! i hope this chapter makes it worth it i think y’all will like the result 🫶

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y/n wasn't quite sure how this night was going to map out. they've been around beomgyu for a few months now, they've spent one on one time with him for the production, but they've never been in a romantic setting with him. were they supposed to act different now? the feeling of caring what he thought of them was starting to kick in and they desperately tried to shove it in the back of their mind. that feeling could only mean one thing, and maybe they weren't ready to admit it. though, this date has gone too well for them to avoid that realization.

sure, beomgyu's first sight of them was watching them trip on their own shoe laces as they tried to hide the deep red rise on their cheeks. beomgyu still remained true to his word in not discussing y/n's accidental text that they sent while trying out the 'type your thoughts in a message technique'. whoever came up with that method was an absolute dingus. now the idea was left in the air and they were waiting for a moment it could be brought up again.

beomgyu had the two make a little detour back to the pub the open mic event was hosting in as their first activity. he felt bad that y/n originally signed him up to perform, but he truly wanted them to be the first person to hear him play. beomgyu made sure to remind them once again as he whispered into their ear while watching other acts behind the mic. he did take note in the way the blood rushed to y/n's ears, presumably due to the close distance and the warmth of his breath.

the two didn't stay there for long and beomgyu led the way to the dessert spot that recently opened up around the corner. y/n admired the decor inside, it was reminiscent of a day in paris with all the pastels on the walls and the classy chandeliers hanging at each table. the music for the night seemed to be a chill lofi playlist, which created a comfortable atmosphere that complimented the scenery. y/n made a mental note that this would become their new study location. the desserts on display ranged from various croissants, cakes, muffins, cookies, and macarons. beomgyu decided on two mini cakes that complimented their outfits well, and though they were delicious, he did not miss the opportunity to take pictures of y/n. they were hiding their face behind their hands most of the time, but he did manage to capture a perfect photo of them holding the cake out on their hands as they widened their eyes in a cute manner, gawking at the deliciousness that was waiting to be eaten.

“i'm not much of a sweet person, but this is really good,” beomgyu comments as he takes his last bite of the dessert.

continuing on with the promises of the date, the two found a park nearby to sit and enjoy their food, while also enjoying the scenery outside. there have been comfortable moments of silence, but they've talked about anything that came to their mind. roads to the heart, beomgyu's progress, the fact that none of them expected to be where they are now. it was quite nice, actually.

“you're pretty sweet,” y/n replies without a second thought, chewing slowly as they realized what they just said and cannot take back.

beomgyu chuckles as he bites down on his lip and nods gushingly. he's been complimented by other flings before, but this time it hits different. perhaps it's his history with y/n, or maybe it's because he knows their intention is not to get in his pants. a scenario plays out in his head, his eyes widening at what's going on and mentally apologizes as if y/n is able to know what he's thinking about.

“you know,” beomgyu clears his throat once he pulls himself together. “you've barely told me anything about yourself. it can't just be me!”

y/n smiles in response and licks some frosting from their lips. “that's true. what do you want to know?”

beomgyu takes a moment. come to think of it, all he's done these past years is tease them about their incident. all he knows is that y/n is in theatre and they have a passion for acting. that seems to be an interest to him right now, and there's always the rest of their lives to find more things out about them. that is, if he doesn't mess this up.

“what made you want to get into acting?” he comes up with something to ask. beomgyu's interest surprises y/n, as they didn't expect him to ask this of all things. though, they wouldn't say it's the most sudden. if anything, they're becoming more appreciative of beomgyu's consideration these days.

“my dad was kind of a newbie actor and he was in short films,” y/n begins with a gentle kick of their feet. “he used to teach me everything he knew. i would perform for him and my mom in the living room and apparently i had some real potential. i didn't start taking it seriously until i got older and when he died i wanted to continue what we started.”

the last part has beomgyu stay still in a hitched breath. he had no idea y/n's father passed away until now. then again, he would've never known. he watches y/n closely for any signs of discomfort in order to signal a change of the topic. being in theatre these few months has taught him things like this and he's grateful he's able to use it right now. y/n continues to lightly kick their feet in the air from the bench the two are sitting on, their gaze focused on the scenery in front of them. a small smile takes place on their lips as their head tilts slightly to the left. there's some specs of fluorescent white in their eyes, probably due to dim lampposts nearby. still, they look as beautiful as ever.

beomgyu gets the hint that perhaps y/n is in a fond memory and continues on. “hey, um- i'm so sorry for your loss, really.”

“you wouldn't have known,” y/n affirms softly in the most genuine way possible. “enough time has passed that i could talk about him without breaking down on the spot.”

this slightly relieves beomgyu, but he hates that he's the most curious person to ever live on this planet. he wants to know more, maybe it can connect him to y/n too.

“when did he pass away?” he starts off hesitant and asks with care. “if you don't mind me asking.”

“in the fall of freshman year,” y/n responds with a click of their tongue.

freshman year. beomgyu's eyes widen when he realizes that fact and feels the corners brim with water, looking down at y/n's hands to distract himself. this must have occurred before beomgyu's party he had that semester. now it makes sense why y/n was to eager to drink that night and how their incident happened. beomgyu taunted them relentlessly while y/n was grieving over the death of their father.

how messed up is that?

“y-y/n, i'm so sorry,” beomgyu slowly looks up at them and feels the waves of apologies rush in his head. he doesn't even know where to start.

“again, you wouldn't have known,” y/n reassures once more. “i'm just grateful i have a great friend group who supported me during that time, and acting, of course.”

in all honesty, y/n wasn't intending to open up about their past. never in a million years would they imagine it would be with beomgyu, but he's proven that he's becoming a better person and they can see it. y/n can only imagine what's going on in his head at this moment, he must have connected the dots.

“what about your mom?” beomgyu can't refrain from asking.

“i don't know,” y/n draws in their breath and releases a much needed exhale. “ever since he passed she started to act different. i can't blame her, but she's definitely not the same person. we don't see eye to eye on a lot of things and barely talk nowadays but i'm used to that.”

beomgyu nods understandingly as he processes all this information. this conversation can go in different directions. he can ask more about y/n's mom, apologize profusely about being a dick all these years, or change the topic. he goes for the last option and steers it into a positive light.

“what films has your dad been in?” the boy hopes this was good enough.

y/n hums out loud as they fold their hands together on their lap. beomgyu's eyes trail onto the action and he can hear his thoughts tell him to hold those hands. they've technically done it before, why is he nervous all of a sudden? could it be his feelings have grown deeper?

“he's been in a few small projects,” y/n replies. “but i think his most notable film was 'loose strings'.”

beomgyu gasps in response to this and brings a hand to his mouth for full effect. this catches y/n's attention and they can only stare at him with a slight raised eyebrow.

“no way! i absolutely loved that film,” beomgyu exclaims with a grin and bright eyes. “i had no idea that was your dad.”

“i'm assuming you know it?” y/n stretches their question longingly with a hint of amusement in their voice.

“duh! taehyun and i had to watch it in film class sophomore year,” beomgyu recalls like it was yesterday. “honestly, it was the reason i decided to take playing guitar more seriously.”

y/n feels honored hearing this. perhaps beomgyu did always have a head on his shoulders and his persona left them to assume otherwise. getting to know him all this time made them see that he is actually quite an introspective and sensitive person.

exactly their type.

y/n turns fully to their right and brings a leg to sit under their other one as they rest their arm on the head of the bench. they're fully facing beomgyu at this point and the boy mirrors their actions so he could do the same. beomgyu flushes at the sudden movement as this is the moment they can really make eye contact with one another. y/n thinks to themselves how it gets tiring talking about yourself for too long. beomgyu is way more of an interesting character and they'd like to direct the attention back onto him.

“you know, it must be nice finally being able to share your passion with your friends,” y/n changes the subject with ease. “how does it feel?”

beomgyu rests his head on his fist as his fingers on his other hand play with his rings. “relieving. honestly, i couldn't have done it without you.”

“i bet that's not true. are they really that hard to talk to?” y/n's own curiosity leads them to ask. they don't know too much about yeonjun, apart from his hookups, but taehyun seems like a relaxed and level-headed guy. at least from what eliana has gushed about.

“not necessarily, i mean-” beomgyu hesitates as he does not want to leave the wrong impression about his friends. “taehyun is so…certain about his future that sometimes i thought he wouldn't take it seriously or say it wouldn't take me far. i was proven wrong because he practically said the same thing you told me.”

“now you have two people to listen to,” y/n teases as they hit beomgyu's shoulder playfully, to which he reacts with a soothing hand at the gesture.

beomgyu continues with a slight blush in his cheeks. “yeonjun is just silly and i thought he'd make fun of me for it.”

“welcome to the club,” y/n replies with fake astonishment. their eyes widen as their mouth hangs wide open, a smile replacing it when they see beomgyu roll his eyes and respond with a dry laugh.

“he's more than he makes out to be,” beomgyu confides honestly with a solemn tone to his voice. “you'd just have to believe me on that.”

“hey, if i could be open to you, i could be open to him too,” y/n replies. they often wonder how beomgyu managed to make that trio work, after all, they have such different personalities. then again, the same thing could apply to their friend group. the sheer thought of their friends hanging out together sends a chill down their spine.

there's another beat of silence as the two continue to admire the scenery in front of them. there's a cool rustle of the leaves on the floor, different colors of blankets are spread out on the ground, nearby shops flash their lit signs all across the park. it was such a simple date and y/n was enjoying it more than they thought they would.

if anything, they wanted to get to know beomgyu more than to have the classic 'date'. their small conversations throughout the night have allowed them to store facts in their brain to remember forever. beomgyu is actually more of a reserved person than they thought he would be, and honestly, they prefer it.

after pondering in thought for a few minutes, y/n manages to come up with a new question that they haven't thought about.

“what about your family?”

they remember walking into beomgyu's house and seeing several photos plastered on the refrigerator. it looks like it's just him, his parents, and his brother. are they creepy for knowing that?

“my parents are always away for work and my brother is living the college life,” beomgyu explains with a sigh, like he's used to the fact. “they send me great souvenirs though.”

beomgyu was used to living alone. he was used to being alone from a very young age. it wasn't until recently that the avoidant hole in his life started feeling more complete. perhaps it was his friends, maybe it was being in this production.

or oddly enough, it was y/n.

“just me and my guitar,” beomgyu finishes with a shrug of his shoulders.

“they're not here for it?” y/n recalls.

“they're just really practical,” beomgyu admits after huffing a long breath, rolling his eyes back to his head. “and they absolutely worship my brother who is studying engineering. i can't compete to that.”

“i'm sure if you talk to them and tell them it's more than just six strings on wood, they'll understand,” y/n suggests with an open mind. the sincerity in their words brings warmth to beomgyu's body.

beomgyu scoffs as he raises his eyebrows in disbelief. “please, you'd have to come with me to make that work out.”

“i would,” y/n doesn't hesitate to reply, which even shocks them. beomgyu has so much potential and it's time for the people in his life to realize it.

beomgyu is temporarily thrown back at the response, his tongue quenching for thirst all of a sudden. he's never had anyone in his life look out for him this much, and have it be y/n of all people? the way his feelings have changed scares him, to say the least. he doesn't look at y/n with amusement anymore or feel snarky enough to come up with a new joke to tease them with. they've become real friends by now.

maybe he wanted to be more.

the boy throws an appreciative smile as he shifts in his seat, reaching over for his guitar case resting on the lower half of his legs. he carefully takes out the instrument and settles it onto his lap, scooting his legs to be in the perfect comfortable position. y/n understands what is going on and shifts over to give beomgyu more space as they watch him prepare for his performance. the way his fingers know exactly what to do, almost carelessly tuning the strings and giving a few chords a test run.

“this was the main event,” beomgyu finally speaks after confirming his guitar is in perfect shape. “any requests?”

y/n hums as hold their gaze on the boy. they feel starstruck just looking at him, it's like the tone changed all of a sudden. what makes the feeling worse is that beomgyu is intently looking back at them just as much, arguably seeking more validation. y/n blinks down at the guitar before meeting beomgyu's eyes once again, which have stayed onto y/n's. they give a shy simper and their words escape from their mouth soon after.

“play me your favorite song.”

and so does beomgyu obediently follow. he strums a few random chords to get the mood straightened out, and once he does, a familiar melody plays out. the song is reminiscent of a fairy folklore, as if one is walking through a field full of daisies in the crisp air that is the spring time. y/n can't help but sway their head along to the song, closing their eyes to soak in beomgyu's beautiful thrumming. beomgyu keeps his attention down to his guitar, bobbing his head along to his own rhythm. before meeting y/n tonight, he was worried he'd be too intimidated to even get a note out. now that he's here, it's as if he's in his own room strumming the night away, just as he always did. that's how comfortable he is around this person.

it's not until the beat of the first verse finishes that y/n finally realizes what song this is. this soothing and brain scratching music can only belong to one artist. this just had to be glue song, because of course beomgyu is a beabadoobee fan, and of course it's their favorite song too. they don't know why they had a certain picture as to what kind of music beomgyu would like, it's not fair to him. that was their old impression of him, and this new one that they've developed thinks that this makes total sense for him. a sentimental guy who comes across as loud and fun, but actually prefers his quality time alone to recharge and step away from the crowd. honestly, it's attractive.

as beomgyu continues on with the song, y/n feels themselves hum along with the chords, which eventually turns into mumbling, then into full on singing. this brings beomgyu to look up from his acoustic to be faced with a vocalist, who still has their eyes closed. it doesn't catch him completely off guard to mess up the rhythm he had going, but now he can't take his eyes off them. suddenly, he knows what he's doing to not keep his stare on his own fingers.

y/n had a beautiful voice. sure, it wasn't american idol status, he can tell this isn't their speciality, but they were not bad at all. their voice is similar to the original singer's, airy, delicate, and soft. he wishes this moment can go on forever, but the song is already coming to an end. y/n would snap back to reality, but still, they just shared a moment. beomgyu played guitar and y/n sang along. forget any other cliche out there, this was enough.

the song fades out until beomgyu completely stops playing. y/n senses that it's finished, so they slowly open their eyes with a refreshing smile. this entire moment practically cleansed their soul. they glance over to beomgyu to see he's looking straight at them, and judging from how comfortable those pair of eyes were, he's been like this for a while. y/n's smile quickly fades as they wonder why he's looking at them this way. soon enough, they understand what just happened. this dummy just sang. how embarrassing.

y/n's stammers out a few nervous laughs as they figure out an excuse, and perhaps an apology, for what just occurred.

“you sing,” beomgyu concludes, his doe-eyed expression remains the same.

y/n responds with a titter and an effortless sway of their hand. their face denies it all, but their words can't. “it's just a hobby. it's not that serious.”

“why didn't you tell me you sing?” beomgyu unfreezes. his eyebrows curl up with sympathy and his tone expresses slight hurt. “that's like, the perfect combination!”

“all actors in theatre are expected to sing,” y/n casually downplays. “soobin and kai are pretty good too.”

“well, you have a great voice,” beomgyu's previously opened mouth is replaced with a grin, his way of being in the moment once again. “i didn't think you'd like the song.”

“i didn't think you'd know the song,” y/n jokes which earns a short peal of laughter from beomgyu. “but it is my favorite.”

“me too,” beomgyu stupidly points to his chest with a huge grin and a bright pair of eyes. his expression appears almost innocent.

the two share a laugh, genuinely enjoying each other's company. it feels different now, but it was definitely a good thing. beomgyu takes this moment to put away his guitar while y/n stares off ahead.

“i really didn't think we'd end up where we are now,” y/n reflects out of the blue.

beomgyu continues to look at their way, then down to their lap. he decides to hold their hand affirmingly, a downwards smile forms on his lips at the thought. “me neither.”

y/n feels the touch and glances at their intertwined hands, but they don't let go. the difference between this moment and their movie 'date' a couple weeks ago is they felt an instance of regret afterwards. there's none of that to be found right now. this felt right, and they can only return the smile genuinely.

“man, that night really embarrassed me,” y/n thinks back to the incident that started it all. “i'm surprised you didn't tell anyone.”

“why would i?” beomgyu questions with deep, serious eyes.

“because we kissed in your closet and i was apparently so bad at it that i bit your lip and you started bleeding,” y/n answers almost like it's obvious.

“…i was so desperate to have some fun after my dad died and turns out i was just a major idiot,” they continue on by adding a nudge to beomgyu's shoulder with the hand they're holding. “that's torture gold right there.”

beomgyu tightens his lips and soon after a slight smile forms. “i considered telling my friends, telling everyone at school, maybe even tweeting about it. but after you came up to me that day crying about how nobody could ever possibly know, i just couldn't. i vowed that i would never make you cry ever again.”

the sudden revelation has y/n's previously scrunched up features soften. in all honesty, they completely forgot they did that. they must have reeked of desperation in beomgyu's eyes. as if the boy could read their mind, he assures one more thing.

“and i kinda liked that we had something just between us,” he smirks with a tilt of his head, resulting in y/n rolling their eyes back.

beomgyu squeezes their intertwined hands with a firm grip, then locking their hands inside his jacket pocket for security and warmth. the gesture brings the two together and the enclosed space between them is suffocatingly filled with tension.

“besides, i only teased you all this time because you were my first kiss and i wanted to hold onto it,” beomgyu's words roll off his tongue a bit slower until his last were barely audible, as he's whispering. “and maybe i started to like you.”

“i started to like you too,” y/n admits faster than they intended. the shyness written on their face leads both of them to share a laugh, closing their eyes at the sweet moment.

there is now a stillness as the two longingly gaze at each other. the shade near their surroundings darkens beomgyu's eyes and the stars in the sky beam a light onto y/n's lips. beomgyu can't help but glance right at them, to which y/n notices and feels those butterflies flap their wings inside their stomach.

they knew what was coming.

“y/n, about your text,” beomgyu starts, but he doesn't finish. it's like he's waiting for y/n to answer it instead.

ah, yes. the accidental 'beomgyu are we gonna kiss' they sent due to their bunches of nerves. at that time they were feeling cowardly and didn't want to ask while on the date, out of fear that they would mess things up. these two have already shared so much, so now y/n felt a sudden wave of boldness strike within them. they wanted this to happen.

“kiss me.”

beomgyu hesitates after hearing this, but it doesn't stop him from moving his head inches closer to y/n's, and neither do they. y/n suggested that they take it slow over texts, was that about to change after this? say that they do kiss, what's to come right after? was the choi beomgyu about to land a partner that he's fallin for? it wouldn't be his first relationship, but it would certainly be the first that he actually cares about.

“are you sure?” is all he can ask, his words coming out breathlessly. y/n can feel a hint of minty air hit their face and the sensation is cool.

“absolutely positive,” y/n confirms with confidence. being in theatre for four years has allowed them to know what they want, and this was certainly it. having it be beomgyu of all people wasn't expected, but maybe they like that. there's already an element of surprise to their relationship. they have a feeling they won't regret this kiss, so it needs to happen now.

“i'll try not to bite you this time…accidentally,” y/n teases, wondering where they got this courage from all of a sudden. beomgyu can't deny that it wasn't attractive, as he can't hide the flush of a smile that just came over him.

with those words, the two lean in one last time to the point where the space between them is unavoidable. if they move any closer, their lips would be in contact. the close proximity of each of their breaths feels warm, something much needed due to how chilly it's gotten tonight. beomgyu sends one final reassurance in his eyes before he tilts his head to the left, cueing y/n to go the opposite direction, courtesy of having many on-stage kisses. the setup was right there. y/n can feel beomgyu tighten his fingers around theirs inside of his pocket and they go into this with ease. they're ready to finally have a good kiss with choi beomgyu.

until an unfamiliar female voice creeps up from behind the bench.

“beomgyu?!”

the two flinch in their spots as they immediately back away, returning to their original sitting positions. y/n doesn't even notice the person has made their way around the bench to stand in front of them. they feel startled, unprepared, as this is not what they were hoping it would result to. once they land back to reality, they're faced with this mysterious person.

isa?

“hey, i thought it was you!” isa exclaims while clasping her hands together. “i was just in the area when i saw you two and thought i would stop by and say hi.”

lee chaeyoung, commonly known as isa due to how many girls in their grade had the exact same name. she's cool enough to establish her own persona. the girl she was once partnered with in sophomore year, who was actually a decent student to work with (after y/n has worked with too many idiots in the past). the same girl that gave their number to beomgyu, perhaps she was to be thanked for starting this all. the best for last, the girl beomgyu has been in an on and off again relationship with. how wonderful.

isa wasn't necessarily mean, definitely not the kind of high school girl you see in media and film. she had a pretty smile that caused her eyes to crease up in an endearing manner. her lips were plump and nourished, everyone wanted to kiss her. her voice was soothing and sweet, both her talking and singing voice as she often took lead in the school's choir. even her fashion sense was always on point. tonight she's rocking a cream cropped cardigan sweater with a black miniskirt and pointed booties.

y/n started to feel insecure at her sight. clearly, she's gorgeous. how could beomgyu let her go? maybe beomgyu was even ashamed to be seen with a theatre geek like them right now. y/n still feels a grip around their fingers, so they know beomgyu is still holding their hand. okay, so maybe not ashamed. y/n shutters their eyelashes to join in on the conversation. they assume that they've missed some dialogue already.

“you know, i've been trying to talk to you,” isa points out slightly defeated, rocking her heals back and forth. her eye contact settles on beomgyu the entire time.

“yeah sorry,” an uncomfortable beomgyu lets out an apologetic chuckle, perhaps even some awkwardness was present. “i've been a little busy with the production and stuff.”

“even before the production?” her pitch is raised higher and isa squints her eyes in doubt. a smirk accompanies along with deciding to put her own hands in her pockets.

great, she still liked him.

beomgyu doesn't respond which leads to a beat of unbearable silence. y/n can tell he doesn't want to sit through this, they can feel his body tense up and the avoidance of meeting isa's eyes. even they can't come up with an excuse to be left alone, and they certainly hope isa wasn't there for their almost kiss two minutes ago.

as if she was able to read their minds, she speaks once more.

“well then, i'll leave you both to it,” isa smacks her lips together with a tight smile. she gestures with a free hand, pointing to each of them, “i assume this is about the production.”

boy was she wrong. still, beomgyu and y/n return a curt nod and isa begins to walk away, saying her goodbyes. she stops in her path to glance at y/n, the first time they haven't felt ignored throughout this interaction.

“oh, and it was nice seeing you again, y/n.”

just like that, the girl is out from view and the two are left in silence. y/n suddenly feels chillier and looks down to see beomgyu has stopped holding their hand. they don't know how long it's been that way.

“the moment was ruined, wasn't it?” y/n is almost afraid to ask, but the dread in their voice knows the answer already.

“yeah,” beomgyu blankly stares ahead until he looks to y/n with a forced smile.

they remain this way for a while, just gazing at each other for no reason. no intent to continue what they started. instead, they unanimously get up from the bench, feeling some resurgence in their legs after sitting there for so long. beomgyu picks up his guitar as y/n picks up any loose trash they might have left.

they walk side by side all the way to the parking lot, where beomgyu walks y/n to their car first. they each share comments about how much fun they had tonight, besides the last interruption. beomgyu leaves y/n to it, watching them buckle up inside their car, and eventually, watching them drive away.

…

with many thoughts rushing inside their mind, and slight dissatisfaction, y/n walks up to their front door. amongst all things to ponder about, they were most concerned with what they were going to tell their friends. granted, they did emphasize that they might kiss beomgyu, surely they were all anticipating a story time. how were they going to break the news that they never did? the reason being that his ex showed up of all people. y/n was still iffy about that incident, they felt like isa had hidden plans. as much as they hate to doubt her, they can't forget about what eliana once said about isa. sometimes the girl's infatuation with beomgyu influences her actions.

another forbidden thought was just how they were ever going to open up about what really happened between them and beomgyu those years ago. y/n has never told anyone what happened that night, and neither has beomgyu. would they be breaking some kind of bond of trust if they confessed to their friends? soobin has already been onto y/n for a few days, they don't know how much longer they could keep this secret.

most of all, how was y/n supposed to tell their friends that they like beomgyu?

almost dreading what's waiting for them on their phone, y/n places a hand on the doorknob as they search for their keys, ready to jiggle the lock and rest for the night. they are nearly successful — until they hear a car pull up on their driveway. did it just park?

y/n whips their head back, wondering if they should pull out their pepper spray. they've seen too many horror movies to not have this scenario cross their mind. there was no need for that because sure enough, it was beomgyu himself.

the boy makes his way up the steps until he is face to face with y/n. they try to read his expression, but they are too flabbergasted to even think straight. did he never go home? did he follow them to their house? this was either going to end well or go terribly wrong.

“beom-”

“you forgot this,” beomgyu pulls out a threaded object from his pocket. “you must've dropped it when we left.”

y/n's eyes trail onto his movement as he sticks his palm out, and they focus on the item in question. a bracelet that kai made for them in arts class a couple semesters ago. their favorite colors mixed together with the beads reading 'y/n >3<'. they've never taken it off and they feel fond of the memory being that soobin was pouty that he never received one. they almost consider giving it to him since the strings have gone loose. clearly to the point where it came off them.

“you couldn't give it to me tomorrow?” y/n can't help but ask the first question they can think of. it is valid though, why would he want to drive half an hour only to give back a bracelet?

beomgyu stares at the amusement on y/n's face as his eyes follow down to their lips once again, this time unbeknownst to y/n. it's not until he comes straight forward, practically trapping y/n against the door. one arm is on the doorframe while the other softly places onto y/n's chin, his thumb helping the eye contact. the scene compares to the very first day of theatre class backstage. only this time, y/n isn't repulsed by his boldness. in fact, they feel their legs give out at any moment.

“well, i was hoping we could finish what we started,” beomgyu admits in a low voice. the hand on y/n's chin moves down to stroke their arm until his fingertips reach for y/n's to hold.

y/n knows where this is going and the fact that this moment cannot be interrupted makes them crave for it even more.

“for the show,” y/n stammers out under their breath, referring to the practice they needed for their soon to be on stage kiss.

“for the show,” beomgyu repeats as he leans in a couple inches. he can almost feel y/n's eyelashes fluttering against his. “cherry?”

y/n gulps down some needed air after hearing the safe word and nods slowly, then moving down to beomgyu's lips. here it goes.

“cherry.”

as soon as those words escape, beomgyu doesn't hesitate to make the first move. he's wanted a second chance at this for so long and it couldn't be more perfect. his lips brush against y/n's before they clash with confidence, finding a rhythm in their movement the longer the kiss went on. beomgyu's hand on the door wriggles down to find y/n's waist for more security, and that's the signal that things were about to move forward.

y/n takes the chance to bring their previously useless hands onto beomgyu's hair, using their fingers to tug some strands with each kiss. once they begin doing so, it leads beomgyu's tongue to ask for an entrance, to which y/n graciously accepts. throughout this entire makeout session, it dawns on them how they managed to mess this up the first time. were they that big of a dork that they couldn't land a simple kiss right? did beomgyu still think of them as lame because of that?

surely not, the boy can't help but sigh deeply with each contact and the deeper y/n digs through his scalp. not to mention, they taste just right. it's like their mouths were made for each other, it was going much more smoothly. beomgyu continues to hold his hands firm on y/n's hips, perhaps even stronger. y/n hums at the touch and the vibrations it sends through beomgyu's mouth leads him to smile in between the kiss, and y/n can't help but return the favor. it's at this moment they both realize the same things.

they were literally making out right now.

this was certainly not just for the show.

and this definitely ended well.

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