𝔽𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 ℍ𝕚𝕣𝕖, Beomjun

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Reluctantly, Yeonjun heads to the bathroom after Beomgyu orders him to change in there, and simply because he enjoys winding the latter up, bides his time with meaningless conversation.

Beomgyu walks over and pushes his hands against Yeonjun's chest, forcing him to step back into the en-suite bathroom until there's enough room to close the door on the elder before he can offer up any more flirty comments. A wordless dismissal.

Yeonjun snorts, twisting the lock to close it. It clicks into place. He looks around the room briefly, heading closer to the mirror that takes up half a wall.

In front of him is the bathroom countertop and sink, with a little toothbrush holder containing his and Beomgyu's toothbrushes. It's cute seeing them together and he tilts his head fondly.

To anyone, his endearment for it would be strange but he and Beomgyu don't share a bathroom at Beomgyu's apartment so little details like this are cute.

The mirror is clearer than his eyesight and that, paired with the great lighting would be perfect for selfies, makeup, or those guilty of picking at their skin. He should've brought his phone, teasing Beomgyu with a shirtless photo would've been so much fun. However, he reckons he'll find another opportunity, considering they live together for now.

He briefly checks over himself before stripping free of his clothes, letting them pool on the floor and stepping onto the bathroom mat before him.

Then into the shower he goes.

He curses whoever came up with this design, to turn the shower on, you have to be inside it and it causes the cold water to hit him like icicles before it warms up. It's unwelcoming and he hates it but he holds back a yelp. Not wanting Beomgyu to hear him bothered by a little cold, he sucks it up.

While Yeonjun's in the bathroom, Beomgyu busies himself with finding an outfit for the day ahead. He settles on wearing a turtleneck because there's no way he's letting his parents find out Yeonjun gave him a hickey. Who knows what would happen?

Whatever it is, Beomgyu doesn't fancy finding out when it also means losing his dignity, so he pulls the black top over his head.

He hears the shower turn on and raises an eyebrow as he looks towards the door. Guess Yeonjun took it upon himself to shower.

Beomgyu tasks himself with picking out the rest of his clothes and slips off his pyjama bottoms, placing on a clean pair of black boxers.

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At noon, Beomgyu sees his parents return to the house. They never told him they were going out and apparently Taehyun didn't know either. Not that they have to tell him every time they go out- It'd just be a nice heads-up when there are guests.

Beomgyu's mother takes off the sunglasses she's wearing and holds her arms out to her eldest, greeting Yeonjun with a quick smile.

She appears to choose the times she likes him and when she doesn't because her demeanour comes off a lot more cold today. Though maybe the wine did something to warm her up last night.

"Beomgyu, we're all going out for a meal tonight. You may want to dress for the occasion." Beomgyu's dad's eyes flicker to Yeonjun.

He looks smart-Yeonjun that is, with the way he's clasping his hands behind his back and holding his demeanour in the confident way a businessman would.

Beomgyu's dad sees past it, there are stains of poverty all over him in ways that'll never be fully perfected no matter how much he tries. He questions how Beomgyu can truly think he's good for him but he'll try giving him the benefit of the doubt. Even if it means wasting his money so the guy could wear some nice clothes.