Chapter-27

                                    

                                          
The boy rubbed his eyes before plopping himself on the couch and letting out a big yawn. It was a Monday morning and Beomgyu wanted anything except going to classes this early in the morning. 
                          
"You are up?" Yeonjun wiped his hands on the red apron he was wearing and placed a glass filled with water in front of the boy who sleepily nodded. 
                          
"Morning hyung" He mumbled. 
                          
"Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes. Go get dressed" Yeonjun patted his head and went back to doing what he was previously doing. Beomgyu got up and walked back lazily to his room to ready himself for the day. 
                          
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"So, Beom" Soobin placed his chopsticks on the table before crossing his arms in front of him and addressing the boy who was busy laughing about something with Yeonjun. "Is there anything you want to tell me?" 
                          
Beomgyu looked at his brother before breaking into a huge grin. "Yes! Remember the track I was working on? I finally arranged-" 
                          
"No, I didn't mean this" Soobin looked at his boyfriend, who was clueless watching the Choi brothers before continuing, "I meant about your new friend" 
                          
Yeonjun sighed before stuffing his face with a big piece of pancake. He knows what Soobin is about to say next. 
                          
"Taehyung, is it?" 
                          
Beomgyu rolled his eyes. "Taehyun. And what about him?" 
                          
"Just curious. You guys seemed pretty close" 
                          
"We are friends." Beomgyu took a sip of his orange juice. "I met him outside a club-" 
                          
" A club? What were you doing there?" Soobin spat out. 
                          
"Geez, it's not like that. You guys were fucking too loud that night and I had to leave in order to not get traumatized. But sadly, my ears have already been scarred for life."
                          
Soobin and Yeonjun looked at each other, cheeks red. "We were?" They asked in unison. 
                          
"You are loud enough for a deaf person to hear clearly how big Soobin feels inside you hyung and how much you love rid-" 
                          
Yeonjun lunged at Beomgyu and put a hand on his mouth. "Enough!" 
                          
Beomgyu laughed loudly before grabbing his bag and slinging it across his shoulder. "And don't get me started on your kin-" 
                          
"CHOI BEOMGYU" 
                          
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Taehyun was on his way to meet the mullet boy with whom he would be having dinner tonight. Last night, Beomgyu told him that he had never been to Gwangjang Market, the place that was famous for selling top-notch street food in Seoul, and Taehyun had taken it upon himself to take the poor boy there tonight and so, he skipped to their college main gate where Beomgyu was already standing with his hood on. 
                          
"I didn't know it was snowing" Taehyun nudged his friend playfully who smacked his head. 
                          
"It's October. You don't need to cover your ears" Taehyun removed his hood and ruffled his long black hair. "I'm not even wearing full sleeves" 
                          
Beomgyu rolled his eyes, "Yeah cause you sweat buckets and I don't." He took out a thin grey jacket and handed it to Taehyun who looked at it quizzically. "I'm not leaving until you wear this. You will catch a cold" 
                          
"Fine" Taehyun grumbled and slipped on the jacket on his sweaty body. "It's gonna smell like sweat now" he chuckled. 
                          
"It's fine. Washing it is less painful than a sick Taehyun" Beomgyu giggled. "Shall we go?" 
                          
"Let's go to Gwangjang!" the two boys cheered and walked away, ready to stuff themselves with delicious food. 
                          
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Gwangjang Market. This place is famous for the street food that is being sold here in this crowded area for the last God knows how many years. Everyone living in Seoul has visited this food paradise at least once in their lives and Taehyun was shocked when Beomgyu told him he never even heard of Gwangjang. 
                          
Beomgyu was skipping from stall to stall, buying a plate of delicious food here and there, and stuffing himself with a huge grin on his face. 
                          
"Woah I've never had kimbap this yummy" he licked the cream off his fingers and threw the empty paper plate in the nearby trash bin. "Yeonjun hyung could never make kimbap like this." 
                          
The two boys tried Tteokbokki, Kalguksu, Eomukguk, and many other dishes. Taehyun was watching Beomgyu eat his food happily. He liked how his cheeks puffed out. 
                          
"Slow down it's all yours" he said wiping the sauce that had stained Beomgyu's chin. "Otherwise you will choke" 
                          
Beomgyu giggled before taking another spoonful of his bibimyeon. "How about Karaoke after this?" 
                          
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It has been so long since Taehyun got drunk like this. He was like super drunk. He couldn't walk straight and his head was throbbing. And on top of that, a very heavy and limp body of a black haired boy was slung across his shoulders, making it impossible for him to walk without staggering. 
                          
It was past midnight and Taehyun was dragging a passed out Beomgyu back to his place. He doesn't know how they ended up intoxicated like this but he wasn't in his right mind to think properly. All he could focus was on the fact that the boy in his arms needed to be brought back home. 
                          
After walking for almost twenty minutes from the bus stop, he reached an apartment complex that Beomgyu vaguely mentioned once to him. He hoped they were at the correct address because Taehyun had no energy left in him. 
                          
He halted in front of an apartment and squinted his eyes to focus. No.0513 
                          
Yeah, he remembers this number. Beomgyu told him this is where he lived with his brother and his boyfriend. Taehyun hesitantly searched the pockets of the boy who was fast asleep on his shoulder and fished out a silver key which thankfully fit in the keyhole and unlocked the front door with a soft click. 
                          
As quietly as possible, Taehyun carried Beomgyu inside and looked at his surroundings in the dim light. The only thing his drunk self could recognize was a picture of his senior standing beside a tall boy with purple hair before his legs gave away and he passed out on the cold floor. 
                          
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Yeonbin picture that Taehyun recognized 
                          
Thanks for reading btw!