𝐌𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐞 𝟏 ↬ ᵗᵃᵉᵍʸᵘ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ

⥼ 4 ⥽

- "I'll get started in the bathroom upstairs !" , Beomgyu announced while walking up the stairs with a big box in hand. 

- "Sure. I'll be in the garden if you need anything !" , Taehyun yelled back.

Beomgyu set the box down and smiled to himself , "As usual..." , he said under his breath. 

It had been 4 days since Taehyun's official arrival in town. Most of those 4 days, he had spent in the company of his down-the-street neighbor. Beomgyu had roughly finished all of the furniture and was now mainly cleaning and arranging Taehyun's belongings. 

Taehyun, although he offered to help the latter, was bound to the garden. His only tasks were to cook and manage his endeavor in the backyard ; planning roses. 

Beomgyu had grown very fond of his neighbor's figure while tending to the standard-sized garden. Thus, he had made Taehyun promise him that he would focus on his roses and nothing else. For whatever reason, the image he gave off awaken some sort of potent warmth around his heart that made Beomgyu feel like an absolute novice in the area of practice. 

Even though he had no idea what kind of area of practice he felt new to yet. 

Slowly starting to unbox Taehyun's bathroom essentials, Beomgyu's eyes stopped on a particular packaging he immediately recognized ; condoms. 'Maybe I can unnerve him a bit.. just for the fun of it...' , he thought to himself and made his way to the backyard. 

- "Taehyun, where should I put these ? Would you prefer in the bathroom or the bedroom ?" , Beomgyu questioned while leaning on the doorframe. 

His neighbor turned around and responded while wiping a sweat drop off his neck. 

- "What are they again ?" 

- "Oh just some condoms" 

- "Which box where they in ?" , he asked with a neutral gaze which somewhat stupefied Beomgyu. Due to his confound, the latter began stuttering. 

- "Th- the bath- the box with the... the 'bathroom' label" 

Taehyun turned his attention back to his roses before, to Beomgyu's surprise, scolding the younger. 

- "Then, since you read the label correctly, you know that you should put them in the bathroom. Right Beom-ah ?" 

Heavy breaths along the way, Beomgyu was now back in his neighbor's bathroom. Shoulders solidly glued to the door, the latter was trying to regain his composure as he physically felt the effects of Taehyun's reaction and brand new nickname crawling up on his body. Although he had specifically asked the other to use it, hearing it for the first time unbalanced his state in a way that quite frankly unnerved him.

'How did he not get, at least, a little bit flustered ? And more importantly, why the fuck am I blushing ?' , Beomgyu's mind read as he observed his reddening cheeks in the mirror. 

In an attempt to calm himself down, he decided to focus his attention on his task of arranging the box's contents once more. Thankfully, while a lingering tenderness remained in his chest, his breaths managed to come back to a state of serenity. Concurrently, the color red also left his cheeks. 

The clock showed 7 o'clock and it was now time for Beomgyu to return home. The two men were now performing the simple act of washing the dishes. While the younger washed the plates clean, Taehyun was standing beside him and drying said plates then stacking them up on the counter. 

- "Hey, I think I can manage on my own tomorrow. You should stay home and study for your exams" , Taehyun quietly advised. 

- "No no, it doesn't bother me at all. I want to come help you. And I've already studied so don't worry about that, it's really no problem at all" 

- "No Beomgyu, I'll be fine. There's nothing much left to do anyways. I can finish up the bedroom and the garden on my own. You've been here for days now, your family must miss you a lot. So I think that it's for the best if-" 

- "You want to send me away that bad ?" , Beomgyu suddenly cut him off. 

- "I'm sorry ?"

- "I might have been staying here for a while but don't you see that the only thing I'm trying to do is help you ? So what is the real issue here ? Is your privacy the issue ? Are you spending too much money on the food I eat here ? Are you worried about my family ? My studies ?! OR AM I THE ISSUE ?!" , Beomgyu yelled as he snatched a kitchen knife out of Taehyun's hand, swiftly placing it on the latter's neck. 

- "Am I bothering you huh ? Is that it ? Am I perhaps too noisy ? Too nosy ? Too much ?" , Beomgyu questioned as he let the knife fall to the ground and slowly began strangling his neighbor. 

- "Am I bothering you this much ? Am I too impulsive for your taste Taehyun ? You think that I'm selfish huh ? That my desire to help you is selfish and self-centered ? Do you think I pity you ? Because if that's the case you're stupid for thinking that ! I don't care about your blindness at all and-" 

- "B-Beom-ah..." , Taehyun managed to mutter, stopping Beomgyu from spiraling thereupon. 

- "...Or is it simply that you hate me ?" , a tear fell down his cheek he pronounced his last question and weakened his grip on the other. 

Taehyun stood speechless for a second. He had no clue how he should take in Beomgyu's sudden collapse. Quite frankly, he had to admit to himself that he couldn't really focus on the true nature of the situation. Seeing how close Beomgyu's face was to his own, he was able to observe his neighbor's face nigh clearly. It had been the first time he had seen a human visage so plainly in a year. 

Perhaps lost in his own desires, Taehyun slowly brought up his hands to his face and began tracing along Beomgyu's features. 

- "Alright... you can come tomorrow...just....don't move please" , he whispered as his fingers drew the rim of Beomgyu's lips. 

Beomgyu was utterly petrified by his neighbor's reaction. He was so confused as to why Taehyun would just simply dismiss his previous actions. It had to be abnormal right ? No human was supposed to respond to such a situation by showing affection right ? 

Nonetheless, Beomgyu granted his request. 

He didn't move a single finger. He didn't even dare to breath as the pure wonder in Taehyun's expression embraced his soul. His teary eyes, the pouring ecstasy translated by his shaky breaths through his small but genuine smile nearly melted Beomgyu's heart. 

Quickly forgetting his emotional subsidence, Beomgyu was merely standing. He wasn't hovering over Taehyun anymore. He wasn't oozing with violence anymore, he didn't feel the urge to threaten his neighbor. He was just standing. Letting Taehyun trace his features in the most gentle manner he had every witness someone touch another. 

And it felt so wonderfully good Beomgyu would have given anything just for Taehyun to never let him go. 

𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥...