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******PART 25******

(AT THE APARTMENT)

"When did you come? and why did you come ?" Yeonjun blurted as soon as he entered his home.

"Wow you seem so concerned Jun and to answer your question our parents forced me to visit and Soobin here told me how you became an emo teenager and it wasn't that hard to figure out why with the help of our beautiful friends" Yeonjin was nonchalant in replying to her brother.

"W--what?" He was shocked at how much she knew in such a short amount of time.

She pushed her brother out of the room saying. "We have plenty of time to catch up now go to your dance practice and get your guy"

"How do you even know?" Yeonjun was eager to know.

"Just firkin get out will you?" She was fed up by her brother.

Scared yet determined to find Beomgyu, Yeonjun headed to the dance club, only to discover that Beomgyu was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he found I.N in a corner, playing his guitar.

"Jeongin, where's Beomgyu?" Yeonjun asked urgently.

"Hyung, I don't think he wants to see you. He was fuming just at the mention of your name" Jeongin replied solemnly.

"I know, but I need to see him" Yeonjun insisted.

"I don't know what's going on between you two, but you need to sort this out. Both of you are like lifeless goats now" Jeongin advised.

"Where do you think he is?" Yeonjun inquired.

"Most likely in the warehouse, designing something so he won't fail " Jeongin suggested.

"Thanks, I.N."

There was a warehouse commonly used by fashion majors when they didn't want to take their work home. Observing others working on their projects often motivated people to work harder and longer. It was quite late in the evening when Yeonjun made his way there, bringing along some boba tea for Beomgyu, knowing he might not have had anything to drink.

Just as he entered his eyes darted the room to find the one he was looking for. From the looks of it he seems to be working on a dress. Though he was scared and nervous that Beomgyu would refuse to speak with him, he would regret not trying.

He made his way to the corner of the room where Beomgyu stood with a pout as he concentrated on what seemed to be lacing up the back of the dress. He was almost done with it and to be honest it looks absolutely stunning even on a mannequin.

As Beomgyu met eyes with the last person he wanted to see, he silently cursed, "Those eyes... those are the ones that fucked me over" Yet, he kept his thoughts to himself.

"What brings you here, I think I made it completely clear that I am more than disappointed in you and am not thrilled to meet you" Beomgyu said but was fighting with himself over those words.

"I know the way I handled everything was not good and I am not going to defend myself or give reasons. I understand if you don't want to talk to me, anyone would have done the same thing if they were in your place. But, I want to make it clear that I will cause no more confusions for you from now on" Yeonjun spoke his words were sincere.

"And one last thing, the way you are lacing that dress will make it burst open from the inside if someone wears it."

"fuck off CHOI YEONJUN"