edited
beomjun
angst
tw : mention of drugs
yeonjun woke up from the sound of truck parking in front of their house. "new neighbor?" he questioned while peeking at the window. "whatever. i hope they leave soon." he stormed out his room and went to the bathroom.
"mom! i'm hanging out with soobin and hyuka! or i don't know don't wait for me. i'm staying over for the night. goodbye love you!" he shouted and went to grab his car keys.
"don't fuck anyone without using protection or i'm gonna cut your balls off! love you too!" his mom shouted back from her room. she was a teen mom, and even though she raised yeonjun alone, she taught him how to respect everyone, and told him to love his dad despite of leaving them for his mistress.
yeonjun didn't need to lie. he hates his father. it shows.
he hates him with all his life. for 18 years, he hasn't even seen his face nor his shadows. he never wished to see him. cuz what's the point? he hurt his mom, the only important person in his life.
"yea i know i don't even like pussy!" yeonjun shouted back, giggling before he hopped in his car.
"oh shit!" he yelled as he stepped hardly on the car break, he paused for a moment until he quickly got off his car and saw a guy laying on the ground.
"i think i broke my ankle!" the other cried.
yeonjun's eyes widened as he ran his fingers through his hair and knelt down next to him. "oh my god im really sorry. are you.. i mean is there something i can do, should i call 911? should i call my m-" his words got cut off when he heard the other laugh.
"y-you're funny."
"wha- are you serious right now? you need help and you're just laughing? let me call your parents." he was about to get his phone out but the other pointed his finger at one house.
the house in front of his'.
"d-do you live there?" yeonjun stuttered.
the guy slowly nodded and hissed at the sudden pain he felt on his ankle. "ah-!"
"what?! did it hur-"
"beomgyu!" a lady, who seemed like his mom ran down the stairs. "dear god what happened?!" she yelled while caressing her baby's face and checking his broken ankle.
"mom im fine, it was just a little accident."
"you call that little? let me take you to the hospital, it was clearly my fault." yeonjun spoke dryly and held beomgyu's little waist to support him. he looked at the lady and bowed for apology. "im really sorry ma'am. i will take full responsibility." he glanced at beomgyu who seemed to be in a lot of pain as he guided him to his car, still holding on his waist for support. "thank you- ah!" the younger again felt pain that made him gripped yeonjun's shirt and hiss. "i-im sorry."
"no don't be, let's go." he stuttered before he broke eye contact with him. they were on their way to the hospital when beomgyu broke the silence.
"what's your name?"
"yeonjun."
"i'm beomgyu."
"what a great way to introduce ourselves." the older said sarcastically.
"yeah i know." the other laughed, showing his cute dimple.
"so you're my new neighbor?"
"yeah! we can be friends!" beomgyu said widening his eyes from excitement.
yeonjun then let out a silent laugh because he finds him cute. he also forgot for a moment that this boy needs stitching.
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it has been 2 weeks since the incident but yeonjun hasn't heard about the boy. he would peek at his window everytime but saw no one. he's been doing that for weeks now. "did he move out?" he thought to himself.
"mom i cooked your favorite dinner, don't wait for me. i'm staying over soobins', love you!" he stormed out off their house and saw soobin already waiting outside. "hey!" the younger waved but he just walked passed by him and stared at the house in front of them for seconds. he snapped out of his thoughts when soobin hit his shoulder.
"are you fucking possessed? everytime i come here you always stare at that house, what's in it? who's in it?" he said opening his car door gesturing him to get in. "get the fuck in yeonjun, you're freaking me out. this is gonna be the last time i'm fetching you. and also, you have two cars right? use them!" he slammed the car door behind him.
"hey. i'm sorry. i just-" yeonjun sighed trying to calm his boyfriend down.
"binie.. baby. are you still mad?"
"no. just stop acting weird. you've been like this for 2 weeks. i'm just worried." he looked at his direction and smiled faintly. "you know you can always talk to me right?"
yeonjun nodded before he pecked him on the lips. "i know. thank you." and with that, soobin started the car and left.
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it has been 3 weeks, 1 month, 2 months since that incident but still nothing. he also broke up with soobin cuz he caught him cheating with his cousin.
"fuck! really?! with my cousin?!" he yelled alone in his room until his eyes landed on the house in front of him. he kept staring at it but felt like no one is in. "did they really move out?"
"mom can i ask you something?" he got inside his mom's room and sat on the bed beside her.
"what is it?" she answered as she scrolls through her ipad.
"did the new neighborhood move out again? i mean 2 months ago there was a family that moved there."
her eyebrows furrowed. "honey there was no one there."
yeonjun gulped but before he could speak again, his mom showed her a picture from her ipad. it was the picture of the house, in year 1818.
"why is it on the internet?" he curiously asked, still looking at it.
his mom scrolled more until she pointed out something on the screen. "here, read this."
"choi beomgyu, an 18 year old boy, the only son of mr. and mrs. choi was kìlled by his own parents that said to be influenced by drugs."
he froze. he couldn't believe it at first until he saw a picture of him. it was the same person he saw 2 months ago.
it was beomgyu.
"choi beomgyu, 1800-1818"
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