𝔽𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 ℍ𝕚𝕣𝕖, Beomjun

006

Apart from Beomgyu refusing to help Yeonjun carry his luggage, the move from his apartment to Beomgyu's place somehow goes smoothly.

Yeonjun struggles to carry the last few of his boxes into his room as Beomgyu stands in the hallway with his arms crossed. Yeonjun places them down with a sigh, rearranging them so he'll have more space to move around in.

"Are you done?"

"Does it look like I'm done yet, sweetheart?" Yeonjun raises a brow, looking over his shoulder at Beomgyu after he places a box on top of another one.

Beomgyu frowns, glancing around the room. How Yeonjun managed to fit all his stuff in one room, Beomgyu doesn't understand. He'd never be able to fit all his belongings in one place.

Beomgyu's feet slowly enter the room, gently picking up a small mirror and wiping off the places it's been marked with his hand.

"Don't touch my stuff." Yeonjun stares at him with his arms crossed and frustration on his face.

"I was cleaning it-"

"Well, don't."

Beomgyu frowns, placing it back where he'd picked it up from, resorting to viewing the items Yeonjun owns.

"Is there a reason you're hovering around?" Yeonjun picks up a box and throws it onto his new bed before opening it, sparing a glance at Beomgyu.

"I-" Beomgyu opens then closes his mouth without a word and shakes his head. Then, decides he will go on with what he has to say. "I noticed you kind of... aren't flirting with me anymore?" he says like a question, twisting his lips.

Yeonjun looks at him in surprise, expecting Beomgyu to be joking but Beomgyu's deadly serious, playing with the hem of his knit sweater and head lowered in shame.

Yeonjun lifts a curious brow, rolling his lips. Something delightful fills his chest, a sense of pride. "Awe love, do you miss me flirting with you? Want me to start flirting with you more?" Yeonjun has a smug smile on his lips, walking towards Beomgyu. He presses his hand against the low of the latter's back and tips his chin up.

Beomgyu pushes out of Yeonjun's hold and pouts disinterestedly. "No thanks," he dismisses, swatting his hand in the air. "Hurry up so we can update the contract."

"Whatever you say, prince~" Yeonjun coos as he watches Beomgyu leave the room, tilting his body to make sure he's completely gone.

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Once Yeonjun finishes unboxing, they meet in Beomgyu's room to discuss the rules of the contract.

Beomgyu sits on the couch in his room while Yeonjun makes himself comfortable, lying on Beomgyu's bed, looking in Beomgyu's direction.

"Wow, you've made yourself awfully comfortable," Beomgyu says unimpressed as he looks back at Yeonjun. He receives a smug smile from Yeonjun who spins around until his back meets the bed, putting his feet in the air as he waits for Beomgyu to start.

Beomgyu sighs, turning to the draft they'd first signed. "Rule number one is... no flirting with others."

"Change!" Yeonjun yells, rolling back around to face Beomgyu. He plants his elbow on the bed and rests his head in his hand.

"You can't survive without flirting with other people?" Beomgyu tips an eyebrow, puffing his lips out.

Yeonjun shakes his head with such certainty that Beomgyu scoffs. "Why can't I flirt with others when I'm off work?"

"Really?"

"What? Are you jealous, prince? Can you not handle the idea of me flirting with someone else?"