𝕃𝕆$𝔼ℝ =𝕃𝕆♡𝔼ℝ 《ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕚 𝔹𝕖𝕠𝕞𝕘𝕪𝕦》

Anger Outburst

Park Yuna🎨

I walk around Beomgyu's room, slowly taking in all the details. His room is actually pretty cool and well decorated. He has posters of various music bands and album covers all over his walls, a huge shelf, filled with CDs, albums and records. There was a wall that held three guitars on it, along with a keyboard on the side, some speakers and wires and a bright red drum case.

I walk towards the wall and lightly touch a nightmare blue one. I reach out and play a single note. Beomgyu laughs. "What, that bad?" I ask. 

"No," he says laughing again.

I then walk over to Beomgyu's desk to see his phone held up on a phone stand. 

Oh come on! I get it, you wanna run away, but you can't possibly forget your phone. 

His phone is still switched on and I can see that he was going live on Instagram a few hours ago. I pick up his phone and accidentally click in to go into the comment section.

_beom.beom_: your visuals are working hard today as well huh 😍

beom_ddo_meok: oppa, im dying ㅠㅠ

xychodelic: is he an attention seeker

drink.yo.drink: what's with this f*cker

king.of.rock0: i'm taking away his guitar

beom_cookie_: be0mgyu is so cute ㅠㅠ

mooojeogang: break through that roof and get out right then and there 

isayrun: ?????? who just opened the door 

feel.rush_3: isn't this staged? 

no_dobut_no: this is definitely a set up

lo$er.game: what a f*cking loser

I let out a light gasp.

My god, these people are brutal. 

I suddenly feel Beomgyu walking over to me, his strides heavy and huge. He reaches out and grabs his phone aggressively. 

"WHAT THE HELL, YUNA!" he yells, his tone loud and low in his throat. He looks quite scared, his face a complete contrast from his voice. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING! ARE YOU GOING THROUGH MY PHONE? EVER HEARD OF A LITTLE THING CALLED 'PRIVACY' OR 'PERSONAL SPACE'?"

I move back in surprise, not expecting the outburst. "Woah, Beomgyu, calm down," I say holding my hands up in front of me. 

"You were just going through my phone. What, you want me to calm down?" he says in exasperation. I glance down to my wrist.

"Beomgyu, let go of me," I say calmly. 

"What?" he exclaims, looking puzzled. 

"You're hurting me Beomgyu, let go," I say again, a little fiercely. He looks down to see himself gripping my wrist, veins popping out from the effort.

He lets go of me and backs up suddenly, like a frightened cat. His eyes are wide open, his breath heavy, as a he stares at a certain spot on the ground.

I rub my arm, seeing that it looks sort of red and irritated. Beomgyu looks scared, his eyes glancing back and forth between my face and my aching, red wrist. "Yuna...I-" 

I rub my wrist a little and then say, "I'm...uh...gonna go downstairs. You can come back down after you're done packing up your things." He says nothing, and just stands there, completely confused and scared. I let out a sigh, walk past him and out the door.

I go down to his living room and start pacing around. 

I messed up. Big time. Clearly, I shouldn't have been going through his phone. Why do I always make things so awkward between us?

I attempt to distract myself, by taking a look around his living room. Not gonna lie, but it was gigantic. 

Two huge, bright, chandeliers hang from the ceiling, shimmering brightly in the, huge and quiet house. My widened eyes land on three different sets of couches, fully adorned with beautiful, smooth, soft velvet that looks like it could drown you in comfort. The balcony overlooking the beautiful city of Seoul, a huge flatscreen TV, all sorts of gaming equipment and a couple of beautiful paintings really decorated the place well. 

His house looks absolutely wonderful. I seriously don't get his 'money-can't-buy-you-everything' bullshit. Okay, maybe it can't bring you everything but it can get you pretty much everything. I'd love to stare at my favourite art pieces all day, munching on Doritos or something in a high class balcony.

I take a seat down on the soft couch and decide to rest for a bit. It's been a really long, eventful day. Soon enough, the comfort of the couch, along with my drowsiness, softly lulls me into a light, dreamless sleep. 

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[EDITED]

Ayee look who's back🤠

The ugly bitch no one gives a shit bout😍😍😍

Ok so I'm like siCK and my head hurts like fucc and I've finished around 6788 tissue boxes by now 

And so I decide to go on a sLow txT marathon and ngl nearly cried in we lost the summer🤠 

Cause the gRip that song has over me i-

Honestly the entirety of minisode 1 has me shedding tears cause it's a fuccing masterpiece and I just cant

Maybe it's the siCkneSs depression talking but like soobin's voice is doing things to me rn and I'm just out here crying bout that fact that I'll never get to huG that man and yall reality hurts- 

So I'll just sit here fantasizing soobin and me falling in love with wishlist and fairy of shampoo playing in the background  

Sorry not sorry beomgyu-

Also really short chapter and I'm sorry but tRuSt mE (even tho u shouldn't) I've got more interesting shit coming up ig

The comments that were on Beomgyu's live were actual comments that were used in the loser lover mv and I found the translations on twt so credit goes to the respective people who translated the texts 

I reAllY hate this chapter but-

Yeah that's all I got cause idek atp but anyways 

Gyu of the day

I just love this man so much and he looks so fuccing adorable with the hood up and I'm just gonna shut up before I end up crying over him again-

Bye guys

RAVEN_